"So...." I started with a deep breath for my long prolog. "You've ruined my happy yeepy Christmas night with your bad behavior by got drunk and fell on the road in front of the mini market and my brother scared of falling into a jail because we thought that he had just bumped you so my dad felt pity on you then we brought you to exactly in front of your house," , I stopped to inhale some air.
Do you think it's a good first conversation?
Honestly I thought it's a worst.
And lately I fell deeper to my new life, new friends, new band, new stalker, and of course new enemy. A lot of new enemy.
About finding, searching, running, even falling. I got it and claimed it as the extended chapter of my life.
*New teaser! what's in your head?