Full nelson Stories

Knock-knock-knock. Fifteen seconds passed, and the apartment door remained closed. Knock-knock-knock-knock-knock. “Alright!” a woman’s voice shrieked from inside. “Gimme a damn minute.” It ended up being two. When the door opened, Jasmine spun and marched to a grey armchair. She sat and lapped her legs, tilting her head from side to side. A tall, slim man entered the space; lips folded, and he matched her head movement. “...