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Keys To My Heart

One night I was walking home a call diverted my attention. It was from home. Apparently they need more money which I don't have right now. I didn't notice I stopped in front of a musician. He is more like a dirty homeless guy with overgrown beard with a guitar. His music didn't really attracted me. But still it looks like I disrupted his business by standing right in front of him so I searched for some coins on my pocket and dropped it on his guitar holder. I continued walking while talking on the phone I live close to that place. When I get home I can't find my keys. Shit where is it. That's the turning point of my life when a homeless guy appeared in front of me holding my keys. With that favor this man had given me. He asked so much more in return.

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Noise

It night, Grace decided to catch some fresh air outside her door. It's so boring to be alone. It is near midnight and yet she's not sleepy. A noise catch her attention. Loud banging coming from the unit of Tristan is attracting Grace she walked near the door to hear to clearly. It is indeed from that apartment. She is scared that the two are fighting already at this moment so she knocked on the door. Nobody answered the door, so she knocked even harder and she called the name of the two men. She is so scared that the true color of Arman finally came out and decided to hurt Tristan she's so scared.

"Hello Tristan! What's happening over there?" She contined knocking until someone opened the door.

"Hey! What's up? You are still awake.!" He stated as if nothing is happening.

"I heard something from your unit so I came to check!" I stated curiously and worriedly.

"Ow it's nothing I'm just rearranging the furnitures." Tristan answered.

"Are you sure? Do you need help?" Grace proposed.

"No I'm good. Thanks but I can manage!" Tristan rejected Grace offer.

"Hmm. ... So Arman is there with you?" She asked.

"No he's still at the restaurant. But I'm good. Don't mind me. Please go back to your place and rest. I'm sorry to bother you with my noise." Tristan tried so hard to shoo away Grace.

"Ok bye. Goodnight." Grace clearly heared small voices as if asking for help. But since it's not Tristan so she has nothing to worry, Tristan is safe. But could it be Arman? What happened to him. This thought bothers Grace the whole night until she has fallen to sleep.