Alan placed his hand inside his pockets, checking something. When he heard footsteps approaching closer, he puts it inside again.
“Aren’t you going to your room? It’s late!” Amanda asked, walking up to him.
He looks away and nods.
“Yes, I’m going. What about you? Aren’t you going to have dinner?”.
“I’ll eat after you go. I must put the remaining food in the fridge before I sleep.”
“Oh, don’t be late then. Where’s Steve by the way?”.
“He? He’s out drinking. I guess he’ll be late. So I’m going back to my room for now. Do you need anything?”.
“No. I’m leaving. Good night.”
“Goodnight.”
He turned away leaving towards his room.
Amanda went inside the kitchen.
He looked back behind her and then walked upstairs.
He reached his room and fell on his bed after going inside.
He stared up
