I heard a loud, insistent knock from a distance. Someone was hammering on my door and wouldn't give up. I stirred in my sleep.
"Go away," I mumbled, turning and burying my head in the pillow.
But the knocking wouldn't stop. The person was persistent, clearly ignoring the time of day.
I slowly got off the bed and went to the door, stark naked and furious. The knocking continued, rapid and demanding.
"I said I'm fucking coming!!!" I snapped, wrenching the door open.
I unlocked the door, and it flew open violently, hitting me squarely on the forehead.
For a moment, stars swam in my vision, and I thought I was being raided or that Big Mom had sent an executioner after all. Then I heard his familiar, loud voice.
"Good morning, motherfucker!" Two-bit said, ignoring my pain completely. "Goddamn, you got a train cock."
I stumbled back, clutching my head. "That's gay, bro, and fuck you!!"
"What you say 'fuck me' for?" Two-bit said, stepping inside and taking in my state.
