Cali’s life was in a predicament, and at that moment, she was crying for a dog that was never mine.While Cali was crying, a person passed in front of her suddenly stopped. The person looked at her and said, “The world seems dark, but give it a try and see how it improves.”What a stupid way to speak, Cali thought. At the time she was there, there was no way she could see things optimistically, she didn’t know what to think, and when she looked up she saw that he was an older man, maybe sixty years old, his eyes and they had a clear smile and Cali thought.This dude is vulnerable. This disease first attacks those of his age how he can be so calm when the planet itself opened a season in his head.He offered Cali a gloved hand to get up, and she, without taking it, stood up when he saw her get up alone. He said, “How considerate even though I don’t think you’re sick?”Another person who read her intentions with ease, she saw it, and with the greatest honesty that she could conjure, she

People were not sure what it was about, but rumors said that it was a gang war that was raging in the streets.Who the hell is going to start a war in the middle of a pandemic? Things got out of control fast, and she immediately ignored that news. It was perhaps the worst thing to watch at the times of already surviving society.She could not comprehend how this type of person was even doing these things at the worse time. In contrast, as the day went by, she saw a movie with Samuel, the photographer. They both saw it in their house, and they commented on several things, not that it was usual, but it was an entertaining experience.The pandemic’s good thing is that one did not need to make excuses if one did not want to see a person. Everyone was a bit obsessed with the sky and video calls. But she really couldn’t understand how much they would have to talk. No one was doing anything. Everyone was at home about what they might want to tell each other.As the movie progressed, Samuel

“Dear God, Aston! I am beginning to think of your plan to dethrone the devil as the prince of darkness. This place is as dark as the vanta black and as cold as the devil’s heart,” Steve said suddenly at the moment he entered Aston’s room.Unbuttoning his blazer, he sat on the only vacant chair in the room facing the rather unfazed Aston, “Need I remind you that the world—outside this abode of yours—is still beautiful and would be delighted to be graced with your presence.”For the first time since Steve entered Aston’s room, he turned his gaze away from the slightly opened window where he’s spent most of his time peeking out into the universe of form to look at the only person who seemed to understand him better than anyone else.“Have you ever felt the world is against you? That even mother nature laughs at your misfortune?” Aston said with a pallid and toneless quality to his voice.He walked away from the window where he had been standing for what seemed like forever to take a seat

“Hmm,” he responded groggily, still unaware of where he was or who was talking to him.Stella didn’t know what to do. Should she drive him home or take him to her place?She wanted a night of fun, but she knew she couldn’t just leave Aston there. So much for a night of fun, she thought.With much struggle, she was able to get Aston into her car and drive him to her place.She took him to her room and threw him on the bed, struggling to catch her breath after the entire energy-draining job she had just done.Aston weighed almost double her own weight, and she experienced the occasional loss of breath while getting him into her car, into her apartment, and up into her room.She stood there, taking in the piece of art that sprawled out on the bed. If only he would just notice her; if only he would just see her as a woman and not just his agent.She longed for his touch; she longed to be with him, but he never saw her even though she had been loyal to him in every way.‘’Sasha,” he murmur

“Well then, you two, get along!” She ordered, giving them a glance. She then before adjusting her glasses on the bridge of her nose and focused on the files on her desk.Still confused about how to approach the other student, Aston watched as she stood up and approached him.“Hi, I’m Dorothy,” she said, extending her hand for a handshake.“I’m Aston,” he responded, accepting the handshake and looking up at her face for the first time, and Aston felt his heart skip a beat again in years, making him confused even further. Her face held an amused expression, with her eyes twinkling in excitement.“Lovely to finally meet you, Aston. How about we get started?” She suggested while looking at him with anticipation. Her voice still had an excitement evident, although somewhat subtle.For the umpteenth time, Aston was confused again. He could not help but think to himself. Finally, meet me? Whatever she meant by that.“Oh yeah, right,” he finally said, standing up from his seat, and the pair b