"Zacharias Smith, get your arse back here!" Marietta screamed after him. She hadn't chased after him yet as she wasn't going to go running into the hallway in her undergarments, not to mention he wasn't exactly worth it.
She got up and moved toward her entryway so she could see him. "You don't storm my flat and ruin my night and just walk your bloody arse out! What the fuck did you even come here for in the first place?"