Chapter 9

   After Ms Vento left his apartment, Ash couldn't focus on anything he had to do around the house. He sat on the couch in his living room, the TV playing loudly in the background, with wide eyes - spaced-out. He had planned to clean the house a little later in the day and cook dinners that would last him for three days time. Now, however, all his plans went out of the window as his mind was too occupied still trying to process the new information he received from Ms Vento. 

   With a loud sigh, Ash finally heaved himself up from the comfort of his couch and looked at the time, cursing at himself for sitting without doing anything productive for over three hours. He groaned and ran one of his hands through his hair before yawning and walking into his bedroom. He picked up his covers from the floor and began to fold them slowly as he continued to let his thoughts race around his mind. Of course, he knew it was absurd for anyone to plot absolutely anyth