was working in the garden trying to get it cleaned up.

out in the field dribbling a ball between his feet, trying to take his mind off of things.

gone to the beach. It was a nice day.

working in his garage again. There was a lot to be done.

sweeping his drive way and tidying up his backyard.

shows up at Elizaveta's door with the letter in hand. He's scared but he knocks anyway, the words in the letter running through his head. He understood but he just couldn't accept them.

had gone to bed early.

gone out to his cabin to think and forget.

completely trashed out of his mind wandering through the streets of Berlin with a half empty beer bottle in his hand.

no idea how these two fighting cats got into his house but now the dogs are going crazy and the situation escalating.