When I wake up, I looked around, and while recognizing that I'm in my flat I wanted to come back to sleeping one again, but I couldn't do this. When I finally moved out of bed, I go out of the room, and when I looked around, I go directly to the bathroom, and when I have done what I needed, I go out, and when I walked to the kitchen to make some breakfast, sweety shows up from nowhere, and then he said: "you are free or you are going back to be broken, men?".
"What you need," I asked him while making a sandwich, and I looked at him "I have a week before those two smalls go out".
"Oh so," I asked.
"I take a free week so," he said, and when I looked at him I said, "you want my help in which,".
"painting," he said.
"ok, let me eat, hang clothes, and change," I said.
"I have done this for you," he said.
