Chapter 265: 264

A FEW HOURS BEFORE DINNER

John felt uncomfortable. He didn't know how to explain it but he just kept thinking about it. The pouch in his suitcase. It was still there, he hadn't thrown it out, he always said that he would do it later, and later seemed to become never. His dark eyes landed on the small black suitcase and he gulped. Maybe one more time? Should he do it one more time? He wondered, stretching his fingers. 

"John?" Soran's voice reached him, calling his name he flinched, suddenly pulled away from his thoughts. "Are you alright? You seem concerned about something." he asked him, worry written all over his handsome face. He had done it again, he had worried Soran with his childish thinking. He had to flash that thing down the toilet. There was no other way.