Inheritable

Ding, dong.

"What is it now?" Jesse had finished microwaving his breakfast, which was still steaming hot. It let out a scent of food, which wasn't that pleasant.

He put the food down and pushed the wheelchair towards the door. However, before opening it, he pushed himself to stand and peeked through the eyehole of the door.

To his utmost surprise, the smiling goth girl was staring directly at the eyehole; her beautiful face had that same teasing smile that he remembered from their brief encounter.

'Shit, what does she want?' Jesse planned to return to the kitchen and act like she didn't exist.

"I know you are there. I heard your wheelchair rolling down the carpet~"

'Fuck!' Jesse gritted his teeth and asked. "What do you want?"

"Open the door~" A gentle knock reverberated across the small apartment. "I will tell you when you have opened the door~"

With a click, Jesse removed the lock and narrowly opened the door. He peeked outside through the narrow gap and asked.