Sore Looser

Early in the morning, Sumeri was startled at the knock on her door while what was left of their Maid's informed her that she had a visitor.

Sumeri groaned and looked at the time on her bedside table [6:00 AM].

Exactly six, and someone was already waiting for her downstairs?

"Who is it?" Sumeri grumbled loud enough for the Maid to hear her.

"It's Mr. Scar, my lady."

". . ." Sumeri was still half asleep. The sleepless nights took a toil at her. But at the mention of Scar's name, she shot from the bed and wiped the saliva off her lips.

"Tell him, I'll be there in ten . . . no five minutes!"

Sumeri immediately flipped her blanket and got out of the bed with nothing on but her birthday suit. She washed her face and took a quick mouthwash before she picked a spaghetti strap and shorts.

Sumeri was baffled as to why Scar would come this early into her house, but she had to admit that she was still excited at seeing him even though he had dumped her.

Maybe he wanted to get back?