The next morning I found myself still pondering the issue of the "little accident" on my car, and every idea that came to mind was more absurd.
When I got out of bed after checking through my window that Tony's room's stor was down, a sign that he was still sleeping so that morning I didn't go out for a run, which although I didn't think possible my body was grateful for.
Dad hadn't even come out of the bathroom when I, already cleaned up and ready for the day, took control of the kitchen. In this house, taking into account that it was inhabited by two mystical beings who eat in great quantities; food was never lacking, so it was not difficult to devise a plentiful menu to the part that was succulent.