Fernando lay upside down-his head on the floor while his feet rested on a chair. His hands were holding an apple covered in cream cheese, while his eyes looked up at the ceiling of the room. Since he wasn't wearing his glasses, his vision looked a little blurry, but he was reluctant to pick up his glasses that were on the coffee table.
Right now, he was definitely not in her apartment - on the second floor of Charmion cafe - as usual. He was at Leonard's house. There was only the sound of the TV showing a movie filling the room and also the noise from the kitchen.
He had no idea what Leonard was doing in the kitchen. Leonard didn't allow him to set foot in the kitchen at all. A reason he could understand, considering he almost set Leonard's house on fire when he was making fried chicken this morning because he was hungry.
