Anon knocks the door, and after a few minutes, Linda opens a crack to peek, then fully. She narrows her eyes, looking at Anon up and down. “What are you doing here?” Linda question confused, a frown slowly appearing. “Your brother isn’t home.” Linda speaks in a annoyed tone, not wanting to deal with Anon. As she attempts to close the door, Anon quickly stops it with her feet. Linda freezes, perplexed.