Dejected, that is what he was feeling inside of him right now. He felt even more sad and awful. Llenard didn't expect the outcome of the talked Nico and him had. He sighed for the nth time before opening the door in front of him.
Humming sounds in the kitchen caught Llenard's attention. There, he saw his mother finishing up her newly found recipe when he decided to enter. Llenard hugged her from behind and buried his head on his shoulder. He wanted to talk to someone and it's probably great that it was his mother. He wanted to let these feelings out that was building up inside.
"Oh my, I thought you had classes?" his mother asked and patted his head.
"I have but I skipped class," he said. His mother faces him and whacked him with the saucepan lid on the top of his head and pinched his
