𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄.

Forgotten identity.

The next day, Parker slept long enough for it to already be 12 PM.
Which meant that he wouldn't have to deal with a long boring day twice.

Only a short boring day, unless something happens.
Which is probably not the case.

He quickly planned out his day so it wouldn't be as boring as yesterday.

He wanted to pay Ramiro a visit.
Parker didn't want things to be akward in between them since Parker's probably gonna be staying for a while.

He also wished for Ramiro to tell him why he started taking drugs.

-

After a little while, Parker had changed into some decent clothes, woke Florence up and checked the cameras.
To Parker's suprise, Ramiro still isn't under any suspicion.

"Hey Florence."

"Hm, yeah?"
Florence answered staring back into Parker's eyes.

"Im sorry but if anything doesn't happened within this week, im gonna head home."
Parker concluded his depate on whether he should stay a few more days or he should've just gone home.

"Oh, thats fine. I understand."
Florence inhaled sharply at Parker's conclusion. But she understood.

"Well, do you know if Ramiro's home?"
Parker questioned with a curious-looking face smeared upon his beauty.

"Uh- Yeah! He should be home. Do you want to talk to him..?"
Florence replied, anxiety taking over her fragile body.

"Yes, i do indeed want to chat with him."
Parker stood up pushing the chair back into its original place.

"Oh well, good luck."
Florence faked a smile.

Parker took his Laptop and bought it up to his room, he placed it down gently on to his bed.
And left once again.
He made his way over to Ramiro's room and knocked twice on the gloomy coloured door.

No answer. It was no suprise though.

"Im coming in."

Parker placed his foot on to the wood of Ramiro's room,
His eyes scanned the room and stopped his search when he saw the man sitting on his poorly-built chair.

"Florence-sweetie, he'll be easy, i can see it by looking at his body and personality.
He's just like the others, another boring one."

Parker chuckled out of nervosity, what was he talking about?
Or who was he talking about to be exact?

"U-uh- sir.. Im Parker. Im still here, hah.."
Parker stated his identity.

He saw Ramiro tense up.

"Oh well, sorry about that. What did you come in here for?"
Ramiro questioned. Parker felt like a trapped bunny surrounded by foxes.

"Just out of curiosity, what caused you to look like that? I apologize if i offended you."

Parker heard Ramiro sigh angrily.

"id rather not share, its private. But i understand your curiosity, i would've asked about it too if i saw someone looking like this."
Ramiro threw away Parker's question and forgave him for his 'rudeness'.

"Ah, okay. Understandable, but who were you talking abo-"
Parker attempted to question Ramiro again but quickly got interrupted.

"Look, im busy right now. And aren't you here to hangout with Florence and not me?"
Ramiro said out of annoyance.

"Indeed, i'll go."
Parker didn't hesitate to leave the man's room.

Looks like he won't be able to chat with Ramiro again since that causes him to seem suspicious,
Ramiro isn't dumb.