“No, we dont have a contract. She’s my friend.”

Later, even Kaká told me she was shocked when he said that. What type of friend throws someone onto the street at two in the morning?

It was a bit surreal, becuase we hadn’t even gotten into a fight. The night before, we had a really civil chat about how we weren’t really well matched for living together. I told him that I would be traveling that coming saturday, and only home two more days before the end of the month, at which point I’d be off on my big adventure, leaving him with the house to himself again.

He said he was sad that I wouldn’t be coming back to live with him.

The House & The Cat

“We seemed to be getting on so well the first few weeks!” His gaze dropped forlornely towards the floor.

The truth was, I had been trying really hard…