Left Hook, Plot Hook

[Gold]

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: There was a knock at the door, fast and angry.

I put down the poorly-written tabloid, and shuffled into the hallway; adjusting my dressing-gown for modesty. Without a word, I undid the bolt and pulled the door open - and violently jerked backwards to avoid the fist that was still pounding away, now at empty air.

It was him, as I expected. No big deal, we'd been through this before.
"Hey there!" I said, with a forced smile; suddenly wishing I was dressed in something less casual. "How has your day been?" He stormed straight past me, and didn't even bother to look around.

"Goddamn boring and dehydrating."

I could hear him stomp out of the hallway into the kitchen. "So have you got anything to drink, or what? I'm dying here." Shutting the door, I pursued him into the back. The fridge door was already open, and he was rooting through its contents.

He chose a carton of juice, and begin to chug directly from it - though he then realised that it was unsweetened grapefruit juice, and promptly spat it back out again.

I really should stop answering the front door.
Stranger: hello
You: hey hey
You: I wrote that.
You: Just so you know.
You: And I'm only twelve so.
You: Yeah.
Stranger: are you writing a book?
You: Yes.
You: That is the first chapter! What do you think?
Stranger: niceee
Stranger: i think it's super!
You:
Stranger: really, you wrote it very nice
Stranger: i love to read books
You: Thank you U_U
You: Will you read my book?
Stranger: i defenitly will!
You: It might cost a lot of money though.
Stranger: work work work:d
You: I need to pay for doctor stuff so I will have to charge you a lot of money for it.
Stranger: aaah, like that
You: If you have a pay pal account I can set up a pre-order for you.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.