KEIRA
“So, what am I going to do on this stupid island alone?” I irritatingly talked to myself, slumping myself down the huge L shaped couch.
There was no internet. The television wasn’t connected to cable channels. And most of all, I didn’t have a mobile phone. I tried to continue my sketching, but I didn’t find the enthusiasm to do it anymore. I was more pissed than motivated.
‘And what if there really is a feral wolf on this island? Who knows? I don’t really know.’
Since I was bored, I was about to do the laundry, but I was surprised that the old curtains and even our dirty laundry were not here anymore.
‘Don’t tell me Theo brought them back to the city to throw it to the laundry shop?’
I lazily rolled my eyes on the ceiling.
‘Nah! Hell, I care.’
What I was more pissed about was
