Adele's pov

What a busy day I had!

I pushed my door open and stepped into my apartment, I threw the keys randomly on the table and fell onto a sofa.. releasing a tired groan.

With the way Elvis was making serve several tables today, I knew I wouldn't get off work early.. and it's true.

My phone beeped, I reached for it and saw a message.

*It's 6:47pm now... I remember, I don't like being kept waiting*

Hmm....I'm mad at Elvis, for making me work like a slave today and I've been thinking of ways to vent my anger.

I think I know the best way to do that...