[zajawa]

He muttered something under his breath unhappy when Roman got up leaving him all hot and bothered.
"Bye", he answered before tall man left.
He sighed and began to dress. He had a few things to do today. When he was ready to leave he took a number and entered it in his phone memory. Of course he was not going to call. He was curious and would not be himself if he did not try to mess around with someone. And besides he sincerely doubted Roman would do anything. He was a stranger to him so why bother?

He returned to the house. It was 6:15 when with a sigh, he opened the door to his staircase and started to climb up the stairs. His right hand was heavily bruised and full of scratches.