The sun was at its peak when we came back home. I felt comfortable inside the car and didn't want to go out. Papa forced me to enter the house. I reluctantly entered… The comfort, it's gone! I guess I have to go to my room to lie down but I don't want to go up the stairs because I'm Lazy so I will just go to my second favorite place in this house: the balcony.
I don't know why, but when I feel relaxed, I also feel tired. I don't get it. My feelings, my body..it's complicated.
Trudging to the balcony, I saw Ari sitting on one of the metal chairs. He was writing something. I don't know if he's writing a song or doing his assignment. He's focused on what he's doing. Even though I sat on the chair in front of him, he did not notice me.
Meh, I'll just watch him. I'm bored anyway. I wonder how long it will take until he realizes that I am here.
Not even a minute passed and he already noticed me. It only took him half a minute? So short.
