Alessandro
I have a strange habit.
Whenever things don’t go my way, I act insane. I do things like walking towards the brink of the ocean or shaving a newly cut hair into an extremely low one. Sometimes I starve myself as punishment and do nothing but drink wine. On other days, I go easy on myself by getting a tattoo or two.
On this crazy night, I decided to walk barefoot. I am on my way to a small house which is a walkable distance from my new home. Well, our new home.
The fact that I was taking a risk by leaving Carrie by herself seeped into my mind and I paused my slow steps to take a brief look at the house.
Then, seconds later, I continued walking, still not caring about the fact that my feet could bruise if I happen to stumble upon sharp things. But in the past, a lot of sharp o
