It was 2 in the evening and Zsofika heard her brother get up from bed. Funny how he probably had the roughest of nights, but she slept the less. She wasn't sure what he was doing nor did she care. There is a time where you can only be the puppy for so long before you learn how to defend yourself. She walked into the living room and grabbed a drink from the fridge.
"Hey, did you do anything today?" Her brother quietly barked.
"Well no, I didn't get much sleep so I decided to take it easy." Zsofika said in almost carelessly
"Did we get mail?"
"I am unsure."
"Go check, stop being so lifeless and useless."
Zsofika shrugged his words off her shoulder since she was curious if there was any mail. She left the apartment room and headed downstairs where all the apartment rooms mail were. 102, 103, 104... 105. That was theirs, as she opened the container, she realized there was something big.
"Huh? A record?"
There was a small note on it. It was from Charles! Zsofika smiled and brought things back upstairs, as soon as she entered her apartment she gave her brother the junk mail and went into her room.
Putting the record in she listened to it quietly as she could so her brother would not bother her. The music was interesting and moving with emotions with light/dark feelings.
Some of her favorite songs were Sad Eyes, Baptism, Suffocation and Intimate.