He went out of the house an hour ago without his wallet.
And he didn't bring cigarette. That's unusual, because almost 95% of the times, he goes downstairs for his 'wisdom walk' with his cigarettes.
Honestly, I cannot ignore the aura radiated from him the whole day. How should I describe - frustration, worried, pissed etc etc.
The aura felt so negative.
We can sense something brewing.
But he refuses to speak nor share.
Why is it that we are so near, yet so far. Satan is really toying us - really dislike you.
Must something really happen before one comes before You?
Ah... the door's opened. He's back.
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