ZICO's Death 1

30th December….

Bleak main mansion….

Christy woke up with herself being snuggled against something. She couldn't remember inviting anyone into her apartment, less her bedroom. She woke up fully and stared at the dope face sleeping soundly.

And by the look of the room, it stated not her room. She was confused about how and what she was doing in a strange room with a strange dude.

She removed Luke's hand and got down from the bed. She searched for her clothes and wore them when she found them. Her sex was not sore so there was no intimacy between her and the stranger and that was a good relief for her. She just has to hurry and leave before the dude sleeping would wake up.

Luke stirred and opened his eyes. He felt Christy's side on the couch and realized that she was not there.

"Where could she be?" He thought.

He heard movement in the background and looked around seeking for the direction of the movement.

He saw her battling to put on her trousers and wondered where