AFTER...

There was a party going on in the flat...
There was always a party...
Someone told her,
"You are woman enough to know he wants you, right?"
She answered,
"I am?"

She was? Am I?

There's a knock on the door of her room...
There's always a knonck on the door...

She got up, it was past 12 pm, but the party had lasted until the early hours of morning, and she never got up early either way.
She opened the door.
He is standing there.
There was a moment in which she thought she was still sleeping and dreaming.

She was not.
He took a step forward, and kissed her.

He pulled back, looked at the floor and spoke,
"I am sorry."

She answered,
"You are? About what?"

He looks up and goes to say something, she stops him,
"Look, if you're really sorry, then you're forgiven, I was not offended or anything.
If you're not sorry... I'm going to close this door, and when I open it again, you'll do this right."

She goes to close the door, he stops her,
"Right? Wait, what do you want me to say?"

She smiles,
"That is for you to know and for me to find out."

The door closes.

She breaths deeply.
He breaths deeply.
She tries to smooth her hair down and checks her breath.
He knocks.

The door opens.

He kisses her again.
And stays silent, looking at her.
She speaks,
"Hum... no sorry this time?"
He answers,
"I wasn't really all that sorry."

They laugh.
Somethings need no words.