克 ©DERRICK

He walked along the beach in the morning.The sun appeared little by little.
"Fucking shit...",he shouted.He stared at the sea,but what he saw was getting
blurrer slowly.
Nobody's with him but the big empty house.
"Shit...shit...",he murmured.

Opened the door,the Tv was on.Everywhere that you could see was covered with
dirty shirts.It was totally a mess.He walked to the sofa unsteadily then sat down,
a little sleepy.

The phone rang.But he didn't want to answer it.It kept ringing.
"Ok...ok,i'm coming.Stop that fucking noise.",he shouted again.
"Who's this?"
"............"
"Hey?I'm talking to you,Jerk."
When he was about to hang up the phone,the familiar voice came out.
"It's me."
"............"
"Why?",he closed his eyes.
"I don't know,maybe it's a......"
Carter interruped.
"Fine,I know whay you're going to say."
"So,what do you think?"
"It's too soon,I just can't..."