Viani Mariano

I sigh, tiredly, as I grab my keys from my rucksack to open the apartment door. The flight was long and tiring, I just want to sleep. I quickly glance at my watch and it reads 22:30, it’s late. Unlocking the door, I step inside, lugging my suitcase behind me. I hear the sound of footsteps rushing down the hallway, and seconds later I feel a pair of arms wrap around me. I grunt softly and return the gesture of the hug from you, a bit distant and tiredly Hey…