"Mom, have you emailed me to old man Rayn?"
"Yes,"
"Fine, thank you, Mom," Zack said on the artificial intelligence channel he had in his room filled only with glass.
After that, he leaned his body, closing his eyes, enjoying the song he had previously set.
This time his feelings were full of joy because, in his head, he had expected that Rayn would bend his knees to him this time, without having to get his hands dirty directly.
'I think this will be a surprise for you. I hope you like the surprise from me. I am waiting for your reaction,' Zack thought before walking the path to his dreamland. This time, he was sure that he could calm down a little.
***
Just as Zack expected, an incoming email message seemed to have Rayn glued to his place with his fists clenched and his fingernails prickling the delicate skin of his hands slightly without realizing it.
