Two days ago, I was in Austria. Yesterday I was in Germany, and now I am on my way back to The States, specifically New York City, 'the City that Never Sleeps', and who would have taught I could even ride a private jet on my return. A lot of surprising things unveil my eyes right after I met this guy named Dmitri. The guy who has been sitting across me and staring at me ever since we've left Manor Sullivan. My reminiscing has ended at the sight of his green eyes.

"Yes, Dmitri?", I ask him feeling a little off with the way he stares.

"Yes, Avery?", but he...