Opening a refrigerator, Peter took a look inside. There was no food, worth putting in his stomach that would feel him up and satisfy his hunger. He did not question what happened with Mackie and why he was alive. All he cared for, was his sweet perfect life, which Loika seemed to get under control again. It was just that, when life fell apart, Loika managed to get it all back up. Peter couldn't think of anyone else who would be able to do just that.
Walking to the couch in front of a TV, Peter wondered what he could do to pass the time. It was only 5:00 PM and he was sitting home on Friday night, who would do that? But Peter did not have many friends and so he was alone in a house. He wasn't sure where Loika or Mackie were, but surely they were having fun.
Walking to the couch in front of a TV, Peter wondered what he could do to pass the time. It was only 5:00 PM and he was sitting home on Friday night, who would do that? But Peter did not have many friends and so he was alone in a house. He wasn't sure where Loika or Mackie were, but surely they were having fun.