It’s been a few months since the lockdown began, all because of those stupid parasites contaminating the water, or so we’ve been told. Food’s been running low and that dumbass warden isn’t bringing us our deliveries, and we’ve run out of ways to pass the time here. Deciding not to think about how much this all sucks, I get off the couch and march to Névtelen’s room. Your door swings wide open as I take a few steps inside, plopping myself right on the bed.
“You! I’m bored; entertain me like a good friend should.”
A smug smile crosses my face as I lay on the bed and look you in the eyes, knowing you probably don’t appreciate my presence at the moment, but you won’t do anything about it anyways.