Day three search

In one of the houses in Diremoor, a man was cutting vegetables for the meal, humming a song as if enjoying his course.

He had messy brown hair and electrifying blue eyes making him look attractive. He had a light complexion and well toned body. 

He took the vegetables and went towards the fireplace taking a mud pot from the rack. He placed wooden logs and hung the pot above it. He moved his fingers in the air and pointed at wooden logs in front of him. In no time the logs caught fire and started heating the pot.

He grabbed the vegetables which he had sliced in small pieces. He put them in and added water. When the water began to boil, he added a few spices which he could afford.

Soon the room filled with the fragrance of a hot meal being cooked. He stood up to get a plate and he remembered how his last, only plate was broken yesterday by a boy who came to take his ball.

He sighed as he remembered how pissed he was yesterday on the boy. He lowe