Extra chores

His blue eyes travelled through each thing he had to organize, it was alot but no one else would do it for him. By now, he had learned quite well one could only count with on self, wolves could betray or turn the backs on him. His own mother did, and he was well with fending for himself.

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for some instants in order to put his mind into function for the chores he was about to do. But before he had started, a familiar voice broke into his room's silence. Looking over his shoulder he saw Serenity. The female he helped with the cart some days ago.

"Serenity," He tasted her name in his lips as he made a full turn to face her. He kind of felt quite stupid as she was now seeing the mess in his place. But as stoic as he could be, he kept his expression even, hiding any hints of his uneasiness. "I do. Sorry you had to see this." He admitted with a calm voice, again to mask his inner discomfort.

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Narrative. "Dialogue." 'Monologue.'