- You can pick up? -Michael questioned.
- I do. – That's when Petrus took it, started to eat, it wasn't bad, it was a thin soup, more pasty, similar to porridge.
He ate normally, being taken by the shoulders and ushered into the living room, shoved on the cushions, without trying to kiss Michael again.
- You didn't like the kiss? – Petrus questioned after a while, when he saw Michael grumpy changing from channel to channel.
- I'm not denying that the kiss was good. -Michael said. "But you have drugs in your system. -Michael said. "Now, you're on the mend and you taste like medicine. -Michael said.
- Recovery isn't bad, the problem is that half the time I'm sleeping. - He said.
- I wanted this to be nothing more than a stay where we have a truce and nothing more. – Petrus said.
- You may regret it later, I've never seen you with any man. -Michael said.