#WritcoStoryChallenge
The painting was yellowed with rounded edges. It was a masterpiece and it was lying in my hand. Wait, have I stolen it? I don't remember what happened just two hours ago....what do I do at this point? I know I have to go back to that man's house and return it, To be honest I don't even imagine myself going to that weirdo of a man house, well what do I do? I stood up, ordered a bolt and then waited... in about fifteen minutes the bolt arrived and then I walked towards the passenger seat and then entered, we drove down to Mason's estate and then he stopped, I paid the bolt driver,rated his driving skills 2 stars because I wasn't really in a good mood, I started walking towards the gate and then I wondered why I decided to come here in the first place.
This is highly stupid of me,how could I come to his house without...