THERE IS A CRAZY PERSON HERE

      Nora answered at the third ring and her voice was still drowsy from sleep. 

         "Nora!" Faith yelled and walked towards the bathroom, the bed sheet trailing behind her. 

       Ethan was confused. Why did she have that look on her face when he had said it was his bed? He took his phone that was lying on the bed and dialed his friend, Axel. He has some explanations to do. 

         "There is a man out there claiming that this is his apartment. He has even claimed the bed you and Danny gave to me," Faith cried. 

       "What?!" Nora jerked up from bed waking Danny. 

       "He slept on my bed. We slept together on the bed! You need to come over, he said he rented this apartment." 

        "Impossible!" Nora said. "I'm coming over there right away." 

         Axel answered almost immediately. "Hello, buddy, how was your first night in your apartment?" 

       "Axel, there is a crazy woman here, claiming this apartment is her's." 

        "What? That is not possible. Maybe, it's poor, old Mrs Maggie, the mother of one of the couple that lived there. She haven't seem to move on from the house." 

      "This woman right here is not poor and she is not old, she is furious." 

        There was silence at the other end for a while before Axel spoke again. 

       "That's impossible. How did she get in there?" 

        "I don't know, she slept on the same bed with me and she even claimed she bought the bed." 

        "What? This is serious. I'll be there right away." 

         "Please come right away, I'm confused." 

        "What's the problem?" Danny asked Nora once she dropped the phone. His voice was still raspy. 

        "Someone is in Faith's apartment, claiming it's there's." 

        "What?" Danny sat up. "What do they need?" 

       "I don't know. But I think Faith must be freaking out by now and I have to be there." 

    Danny rose from bed. "If it's a man, then I have to come too." He went to the closet and started fishing out clothes to wear. 

       Faith peep from the bathroom door, the guy was still in there, standing by the window that overlooked the city. She stared at his back. He doesn't look insane, in fact, he was normal and spoke well. But how come he was in her house? Who gave him the keys? Or did she come back with him last night? She had gone to bed drunk again. She remembered peeling off layers of clothes from the elevator. Was he there with her? No matter how hard she thought of it, she didn't remember him from her last night. 

       When she had hit the bed, had he been there? Did he follow her to the room? What was going on? She resolved to keep calm and wait for Nora. Nora would help remember if she met a man yesterday or not. She sighed in frustration. How was this happening to her? 

       The man turned and their eyes met, she quickly removed her eyes from his and focused it on the bed. Her bed that he was claiming too. He left the window and came towards her, she started breathing fast as a funny thought crept into her head. What if he was a seriel killer? No, he can't be, he would have killed her since the previous night. 

        "I think there is a mix up somewhere, I have called my friend that rented this apartment for me and he is on his way. By the way, I'm Ethan, how about you?" He stretched his hand for a shake. 

       Faith eyed his hand and ignored it. "Go put on some clothes," she finally said.