"Morning, love"
As usual, the man appears at the dining table in his fresh suit. He commonly wears a shirt and lounge pants. Now, he is all prepared to go for work probably. Well, it does not matter. The only thing which is keeping me curious is his whole appearance in my apartment.
"Answer my question. Do you actually live here with me?" This query sounds idiotic since I should know whether someone lives with me or not due to the fact that I am the house owner here. But I can't help it to be honest. Works are doubling on the other side.
Not to mention I would pass out right after fulfilling this devil's sensual requests. There is no time for me to dig into the case. "I wish I could" Howbeit, the reply from the man confuses me. Does that mean he actually has his own home to sleep in? I mean he is bizarre.
