Shiro was very angry, having seen how the boyfriend had betrayed her. Mark had brought a lady into her house when she was away from work.
Mark had run away after the issue seemed to escalate, leaving the two ladies behind. The other girl was under the bed while Shiro was trying to force her out.
Shiro had tried her best to have her out, but she was reluctant. She had to find how best to force her out. She ran out of the house to look for a stick that she could use to harass her.
As Shiro rushed out, she found two men who had just killed a snake. She quickly grabbed a glove from one of the men and wore it. She then hand-picked up the snake and rushed into the room. She then threw the snake under the bed.
The lady under the bed was very terrified. She screamed loudly. She quickly made her way out of the place she was hiding.
A quarrel began. Shiro was determined to flag her. She accused her of trying to snatch her boyfriend.
The commotion brought a large crowd of people, who came to witness and intervene in the situation.
Shiro was a tough girl. She was too rough to handle. Her tiny body made her flexible, attacking while dodging counter-attacks.
The fight had extended outside, with the crowd now turning into a cheering squad.
After a serious fight, the two were very exhausted. They had a break from fighting, although Shiro remained throwing abuse.
Shiro left the crowd and entered her room. She then locked the door from inside, her body trembling due to high-level fury.
On bed, Shiro had a bad thought. She felt life had no meaning again. She wished to have made another mistake in life.
Due to stress, Shiro had an extreme headache. Her little head was almost bursting out. She cried out loudly in a helpless manner. What disturbed her the most was the challenges she faced, from relationship affairs to work-related challenges.
Shiro cried bitterly. Her eyes were as red as blood. Tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably. She had an extreme burden that was beyond her.
At around midnight, a knock was heard on the door. At first, she ignored it. But the knock became persistent. She walked slowly towards the door, peeping through the tiny opening of the door. It was Mark at the door.
Shiro at first was reluctant to open it, but she eventually opened it for her.
Mark was not normal. He could not walk upright. He staggered as he made his way into the house, occasionally holding the door, chair and anything he came across for support.
"Let me hope you are not a drunkard", Shiro warned him as she moved closer to get a closer smell. "What! "Today I will slaughter you alive. What are you doing for sure?" Shiro spoke furiously.
Meanwhile, Mark tried to deny the allegations. He was determined to convince his girlfriend that he was sober. But then the alcohol smell was too strong to hide.
Shiro slapped him hard on the cheek. He was too drunk to defend himself. He tried to stand up and move away from his girlfriend but lost posture and fell down like a bag of potatoes.
"You will sleep on that floor tonight" Shiro shouted. She boldly claimed that she couldn't share a bed with a drunkard man.
Shiro switched off the light and went to sleep. She left the boyfriend on the floor. She could not tolerate him to that extent. The smell of alcohol was so irritating to her.
Mark, still on the floor, struggled to find his way onto the bed. The floor was too cold for him.
Shiro felt someone climbing the bed. She woke up, switched on the light. Then, she wore her sweater, took a phone and a charger and left.
Outside, Shiro called the friend Mike. She explained to Mike what had happened and how drunkard her boyfriend was at that particular time. She requested to have a sleepover at Mike's place.
Mike could not hesitate. He accepted to offer a roof over her head that particular night.
Mike had to come and pick up Shiro from her doorstep. She was too cowardly to walk alone at night.
Finally, Shiro was picked up, and they headed to Mike's place, which was around meters away.
Mike warmly welcomed her into his single room. A room that had only a bed and a stool. That is how most single men lived.
Shiro sat on the edge of the bed for some time. It was too late into the night and she had sleepy eyes.
They began a short conversation. Mike remembered how Mark had handled him previously. He remembered how he narrowly escaped death at Mark's hands.
"Am I too sleepy? Can I have a place to sleep?" Shiro finally requested, cutting short their conversation.
"You are free to sleep", Mike responded to her.
Mike went into a world of imagination. She had been distracted by how Shiro was dressed. A white transparent night dress! To make it worse, it is very short. Mike saw it all and, as a man, had a second thought. His body had been tuned on, but he had to act decently like a gentleman.
Shiro slept, covering her body with a duvet. Mike also joined her. They had to share the warmth of the duvet.
The two slept well. There was nothing that happened that particular night. Mike was afraid as he didn't know the exact response because she behaved otherwise.
The night was short. They finally woke up very early in the morning.
Shiro wanted to go back to her house very early in the morning but was convinced otherwise.
Mike, as a gentle man, prepared a nice breakfast for the friends. They all enjoyed it. Truly, Shiro felt like being in safe hands.
The two remained chatting nicely. Mike was a very jovial and entertaining person. Their conversation could not end.
Meanwhile, Shiro had to shower. It happened that the bathroom was outside, five meters away from the house.
Mike boiled water in a gas cooker. He then placed it in a basin and added cold water till it became friendly for shower. He carried the water into the bathroom and asked Shiro to go and take a shower.
Shiro had never used such a bathroom. So she had to trust Mike to show her how to use it. They all went into the bathroom for a shower.
What transpired in the bathroom was unknown, but Shiro came out clicking. She entered the house, picked up a sweater and banged the door behind as she left.
Mike, on the other hand, was not free to come out. He was still in the bathroom. He looked as at her as she walked away.