I slept for quite a long time. It was still drizzling outside the window, and breakfast, or perhaps lunch, was cooling down on the bedside table. The first minutes of awakening were wonderful. Until I remembered what happened yesterday.

Execution of opponents in a suburban wasteland. A cruel order to massacre their families. My tantrum, and then...

Cheeks blushed. I remembered how my body yearned for release in the form of rough sex. And Lucas, one might say, rejected me, doing nothing to take advantage of helplessness. But the paradox was that I did not regret anything.

How quickly you get used to the hardcore going around! So much so...