Sitting by the edge of his bed, Salva tapped his feet restlessly, rocking his leg quite imperatively.
His condition screamed anxiety and worry.
Dark bags swell his eyes from over and underneath, giving him a more zombie look.
He got up and walked out of his room, once he noticed that slight rays of light had started to appear through the window of his room.
He didn’t care if it was too early in the morning. He was anxious throughout the whole night and he needed an answer to his concerns and worries.
He needed to see how Althea was doing.
He continued walking down the hall but paused when he Nick, sitting right outside Althea’s room.
His head was perched low and his legs extended out in front of him, as he rested his back against the wall opposite to the door to Althea’s room.
Salv
