[The night was quiet.. Mark was sitting on the bed dressed in a black T-shirt and gray shorts, a gold cross on a chain hung around neck, Mark had insomnia, so he thought and wrote down and sketched everything that got into his notebook, scrawl was similar to the outline of Cesar's face, Mark thought in himself]

"interesting.. How's Cesar? Probably sleeping like a dead man again after his cleaning"

[Mark grinned at his thought as he continued sketching and writing...]