Being alone is really peaceful. You can just wear a t-shirt, you can not take a shower, you can fart loud... ohh so many dare things can be done when you are alone. I like being alone sometimes it calms my mind.

Sana left his place for two fucki** weeks. How can I miss this chance to be alone? I called Ora and asked her to come only after a week because I wanted to be myself for a little time.

Sana's place is beautiful and spacious, but it did not satisfy me, it lacked everything the color, the placement, the wind, the sunlight... I changed it into my convenience, my style. Frankly I gave his empty walls a colorful life.

A week later Ora came by we had a lot of girly time, it was just like old times. We slept at Sana's bedroom as it had wider bed than mine. Five days passed and we had two more days until Sana's arrival.

I woke up from a dream, it was already morning and looked around Ora had already left. I passed the hallway and went to my room to get a shower.

Oh, I could not believe my eyes I saw Sana shirtless with only his pants on, standing in my room. 

(What am I going to do? should I turn back, or should I say hi).

Wearing his t-shirt Sana said "I came in a little early and went to my room you were asleep so I was getting changed in your room "

I just sat on the bed and replied "Oh, I am sorry for the trouble"

Sana had a tattoo on the left side of his chest. It was a heart with a letter J, a beautiful tattoo. I never thought Sana as a tattoo man. He looked more like a decent man. wow he is mysterious!!