He let out a deep throaty laugh, walking into the laundry room before dumping my clothes into the laundry machine as i watched it spin around in circles.
"Now why would i do that?", he asked, bending his shoulders down - such that our eyes were on the same level.
"You're helping an absolute stranger with no apparent reason. Isn't that the height of being dumb?", i retorted, my pale face reflecting in his eyes.
He lowered his gaze to the floor with a sigh before standing erect, adjusting his posture. "I've already told you - i've been trailing you for two years, so i know quite a thing or two about you. I'm not obligated to ask you questions.......... neither are you obligated to answer mine."
He led me out to the balcony, staring at the starless night. "Unless it's of your own free wi
