Sprout

*A few minutes later, I'm grabbing a snack in my kitchen when I hear a soft knock at the door* ...That's weird *I go to check the peephole*

*It's him. He's leaning against the doorframe, hands in his pockets. The previous anger is gone, replaced by an unsettlingly calm expression.* You forgot something. In my car.

*I pause, then slowly crack the door open* I did? *I eye him suspiciously* What'd I forget?