Shintaro came home that morning at four. He didn’t realize that time went by so fast while talking to James. At his apartment, time seemed so quick. And on his way home, he returned to the conversation again and again, afraid that he would leave some details for Rowie.
His brother was still slumped on the sofa in the living room, eyes focused on his laptop. He didn’t even hear his younger brother arrived if he didn’t say anything.
“You’re here.” Shinji stretched his body. “Did everything went well?”
“Kind of.” He shrugged, playing with his motorcycle key.
He squinted his eyes at him. “What do you mean by kind of?”
“I talked to him, but I don’t know if what we talked about is a good thing. At least I am not sure what will Rowie feel about it.” Shin sighed. “By the way, how is she? Did
