Storys of Gabrial (2)
It had been a week that Jaquline had been staying at his apartment. It was small, with only one bed. For the first while they shared the bed. Now he chose to sleep on the couch, with her in the bed. He never once chose to ask her for favors, for any...
Storys of Gabrial
He put out the cigaret, his fifth one in the hour. Damned rain was getting anoying to him, as it made it so damned hard to light a smoke. He threw the butt out over the edge, and adjusted the rifle in his arms. He tall building gave him the vantage,...