Home

Zayne looked at his empty house in disbelief. It seemed as if all his stuff had simply disappeared in an instant, leaving only walls and dust.

Tap.

Alex walked over to Zayne, and put a hand on his shoulder, "What do you think? Impressed?"

"Agh...? So you did it?" Zayne muttered, then he frowned and looked coldly at Alex, "What the fuck is going on here?"

"Hey, didn't you hear me? I said we're going to your house, not your home." Alex smirked, put his hand in his pocket, and pulled out a bunch of keys.

"What...?" Zayne was puzzled.

Alex sighed, tossed the keys up, and headed for the car, "Come on. Now it's time to head to your home, it's my gift to you."

"But... how come..." Zayne looked at his home one more time, unable to leave here.

Alex stood by the car, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked intently at Zayne. He waited a while, then said, "Hey, how long are you going to stand there?"