She looks around and walks to her bags ... Some candles and the fresh flowers she had brought with the supplies will bring this place alive...The kitc...en is no more than a stove and sink under the window ... she smiles at the fall of the green check material the hangs from the bench that acts at doors ... it all so quant ... she remembers what the man had told her ... the generator is old and will need refueling in 10 hours ... she marks the time...The small kitchen table with 2 chairs, sits in. And darling I’d arranged beer and whisky to celebrate our golden night.I: how? And when?Mom: I was knowing that you will not refuse me, so I bribed our maid, and she brought all stuff.I: you are so loving mom, sorry Naina.Mom: it’s just for you my jaan. Now tell what you would like to have?I: I had already tasted beer. So why not whisky with you my old wine.Mom: jahe-naseeb. Within few min she arranged whisky soda glasses water snacks on the table and prepared drinks for both. Took both glasses. As a little prank, Dale asked me for the runes, and casually meandered up to him. I followed. Pulling the parchment from his pocket, Dale said to me, 'What do you make of this. Any idea what it could be?''Some of your fan mail?''Ha-ha.' He caught the eye of the Adonis in denim and asked him. 'Have you ever seen anything like these?' The guy smiled and took the scroll from him. After he made a few wild guesses, we explained about the old horror film and the curse of the runes. Smiles half heard. She finally pushed my hand away and said, “Let’s go.”As we walked back, she said, “You never have shown me your place.”“It’s nothing special.”“It has you, doesn’t it?”“Yes.”“Well then.”“And yours?”“No, not yet. My roommates are intolerable. You’d bid me farewell and never come back.”“Surely they’re not that bad.”“They are,” she smiled coyly, and I said, “Well, my place is yours.”“As long as you remember your place, that’s what matters.”I nodded and she winked. After our beer, we walked to our.