Warsavage. Roberts guy…”
“Kiyan’s father, yeah.”
“Thought so. Roberts to look after me and allow me to sleep in this apartment.”
“Wow…”
“Yeah, well… That’s my life… Until I finish school, I’m not going back to my famous life.”
The boys reached Jake’s room. After a while, Kiyan stood up. Hunter was sitted, he had a worried look on his face and constantly looked at his cellphone, to check the time. During the entire day, Hunter’s words kept echoing in his head: “You better leave my bud alone, superstar, or you’ll have trouble coming your way”. “Ok, then. The boys spent most of the boy on the computer playing games, but Jake’s mind was walking on the Moon, far from the World, as Kiyan’s angry look from earlier once again disturbed his mind for what felt like hours. The boy was walking around the deserted street on his way home, as he passed by a young little kid on the street, who seemed to be slepping on a bench.
