Irina's point of view:

I was in my room feeling so bored. It was in the evening though but I decided not to go out.

I laid down, looking at nothing in particular.

It has been like two days now and I haven't talked to Roman.

"I should call him." I said as I picked up my phone and dialed his number. He picked up immediately.

"Hey, Irina." He was the first to talk.

My mind was at rest as I spoke to him.

"How are you doing?" I asked him.

"Not nice. I am the one doing the cooking here. None of them can cook." He complained which made...