James just got home and it felt a little bit lonely when Daniela left her apartment. He put his jacket and keys to the table and sat on the couch, he didn't think of anything and just sat back and relax but his mind didn't want to settle down and kept thinking about something.
He knew he should do something but he just didn't know what it is, he stood up and opened the fridge to picked up a bottle of beer, he thought it would be perfect if there's some beer in the other hand to make his mind worked.
He sat at the benchtop and prepared an ashtray because he might be light a lot of cigars to accompany him through the night. He turned on his laptop and figure if his mind could work like what he imagined, he tried to type something and he knew he should do it this night.
