Bab 74: Leave

In a small apartment, not far from the University, the room was a chaotic mess. Clothes were strewn about haphazardly, mingling with empty beer bottles that lay like fallen soldiers on the battlefield of their night. The curtains were drawn shut, allowing only slivers of weak, grey daylight to infiltrate the room. In the midst of this disarray, two figures moved with urgency.

"Brother? What are you doing? Why are you throwing my things in that bag?"

the man continued to pack the bag while the younger brother tried to protest.

Clothes were tossed unceremoniously into the open suitcase each movement swift and decisive.