I slept for
end. So, exhausted from everything I was able to sleep, at half past six I woke up and decided. it is nine o'clock when I leave the gym downstairs.
Haddie is sitting at the small table in the kitchen, her bare feet with her toenails painted bright pink propped up on an empty chair in front of her. She looks at me warily from behind her coffee cup. - Good morning.
- Good morning. — I murmur with absent normal sunny morning. — I am going for a run. — I tell her as I strap my audio player to my arm.
- I imagined. — she says referring to my clothes. — Are you grumpy, just because you want to be or... Because you are forcing yourself to run after too much alcohol and exceptionally good s*x with an Adonis? — sarcasm is thick in his voice. — I am surprised you can even walk today.
