That person is important to him, his hands bleed.
I walk out of that room and vomit in the bathroom.
Knock Knock
"Are you okay?" Naomi on the other side of the door speaks
I open the door and see bags in her eyes. She has been crying.
"I'm fine"
I couldn't get anything out of that man. That man won't talk, at least I'm not capable of it.
"That man won't speak but… a few days ago he was invited by the voice of him being younger than him and I think. I'm not one hundred percent sure that person is Kira."
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Silence fell in the room. Naomi is speechless, and I firmly believe my guess.
"I think"
That
"That"
"I believe in what you say"
"Why?"
"Because I trust you," her words are simple. But it makes my trust in her sink. I don't say anything, we just look at each other for a while. We don't talk, we just look at each other and the atmosphere sets. A Little bit weird
"How are you?" What am I saying
"Fine, I'm better." Naomi smiles.
Well, this environment is sad. we can't get bitter
She got some beers out of the fridge
"What's that?"
"It's a few beers, they were in the fridge" A few days ago Naomi had a couple of beers in her living room
Although now it is different, we have a hostage in the house and we cannot ignore that now we must wait until Kira appears. For the little information we have.
She cracked open a couple of beers and drank some. The beer passes through my mouth and…
"She is very ugly"
"Haha"
naomi laughed
She uncovered a beer and we drank it together. Do not take much for the taste of the substance. Seriously how can someone take something so disgusting. After taking a while we become more confident and we are not so unknown. And we don't talk about our situation. I don't forget to look at the man to know what he is doing. I hadn't realized but Naomi is scantily clad. Doing "that" with my sister has changed my way of thinking.
Naomi and I talked close to each other and I could smell the scent of her hair. He had bathed and he smells very good. This shampoo is flowery, a really interesting fragrance
"Haha" Naomi said.
This smell is from flowers when I was little my father brought flowers to mother. In an unimaginable gesture of love, my father always brought her flowers. I don't remember how long it's been since he did that. He no longer reaches my memory, I don't remember.