Gone

And then Mihai was gone.

He had been restless for a while. Irritable, flustered. Said he couldn't stay at one place for so long, the Gipsy blood in him wanted to be on the road. As much as he hated leaving Takéo behind, being stuck in one apartment, in one house, in one city had started to suffocate him.

He put a few of his belongings into an old trunk and left. Just like that.

Done