September 23rd excerpt:

Sam’s torrent of words was cut off by a knock at the door, and he turned in his chair, his face blank for a moment as he was unable to remember why someone might be knocking.

Then, he remembered.

“Oh! That’s the pizza.” Sam turned back to the table. “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.”

March 2nd excerpt:

A knocking sounded on the wall not far away, and then a distinct “Dammit” could be heard hissed through the wall. The correct knock came next, followed by “Sorry, guys. I fucked up the knock but it’s just me and my dumbass self.”