Active nights part 1 |
A ray of sunlight finds its way in through the window beside the bed,
and lands as a spot on the wall near the wardrobe.
The bed is a mess, the cover lies diagonally across the entire bed,
so that your legs and your tiny, little butt lies without any warmth,
and the pillows are scattered everywhere..
The person who wakes up from the deepest of dreams scratches the bottom of his lank hear,
makes a little yawn and takes a look around in the room.
" Something feels wrong, even if nothing has changed. "
As he sighs he slightly moves his hand a little to the right.
He crashes into something that is hard and soft at the same time,
and without really thinking of it he screams a little when he
sees the hand, and the heart beats fast when the person next to him starts to move.
Everything comes back to him when he thinks about the evening before.
" Oh my oh my oh my... " The man at the bar doesnt seem to feel so good,
but why should I care? As long as I feel alright, that is all that
matters. The bartender puts another drink on the disk infront of him.
" What is this, I didnt order it. " As he push it away the bartender
shrugs and slowly gives it back.
" Its on the house. "
All the sobbing and depressing speeches, thats kind of annoying,
I cant stand it!
The chair is landing hard on the floor when I press myself out
and runs over to the bar where the sobbing guy is sitting.
With my long claws I take hold of his shoulder.
" Hey! instead of siting here and cry, why dont you go out and
do something about your problem!? Gosh, I hate when people just
sits and get theirself drunk, and decides to do nothing about the problem... "
The man slowly turns his face at my way, and when I look at his
tearfilled eyes I regret what I just said.
When I am going to say sorry, he slams his head into the disk.
" You are right, while Im siting here my boyfriend sure is flirting
with another person... "
Damn, what am I going to do now..?
" Here, let me walk you home. "
He nods and takes a hold on my arm not to fall backwards.
The purple hair, its kind of exotic, there are not many people here who got that nice colour… And his eyes, they are almost golden… What is with this guy?
He stops and points at a door between two stone-filed walls.
“ Stop *hic* here.. “ It is fun to watch him dig in his pocket, struggling to find that key while he is sticking his tongue out in the air. I cant resist it, so I laugh, but he doesnt quite understand why.
“ Shoot… “ I stop with the laughing and looks at him while the poor little man starts to yell at the door.
“ What is wrong? He seem to get a little startled when I touches him on the shoulder, like if he had already forgotten about who I am… But when I come to think about it, I havent even introduced myself properly yet.
“ I have lost the damn key! “ With a light kick he takes his anger out on the door. Why did I even take this guy with me? I mumble, sigh, and then pat him on the head.
“ Come, I know a place where you can sleep for the night… “ I drag him with me, he doesnt seem to understand what is going on, but follows without struggling.
“ By the way, my name is Thomas. I am a 25 year old teacher for the older students, I dont like it when people makes it hard for me, when all they can do is complaining and that lousy professor who is always disturbing me with questions about my lovelife! “ Oops, hope I werent to strict, but that would only be my true nature.
The man hanging after doesnt answer, he is to drunk…
The hot cup of coffee makes the man woke up a little, it looks like that..
“ So, what have happened to you? What is it that has made your life so worthless? “ I stare at him, but all he can do is enjoying his cup of coffee, and ignore my question.
“ If you really want to know… I found my lousy boyfriend in bed with another, I got back from my studying early, and then he blamed me for everything. I would not have drown my sorrows in alcohol if he just had said he was sorry or something, but he humiliated me, and then I runned away, as far as I could.. Three days later I get a text-message from him, there he is asking me to come back! That moron… “
“Trouble with love, huh? Well, that is why I choose to lived alone.. Wait, you are a student? “ He ignores me, like it was obvious, he just said it.
I sigh in frustration, how can I even think about taking a student with me home?
“ What is your name? “ That is a question he dont answer at all, the only thing he asks back is where he is going to sleep. I havent thought of that, I dont really have the space for him here…
And it all ended up with us, in the same bed, dont misunderstand me now, or do what you feel for, but all I can remember was his mumbling in my ear, and cold hands who grabbed mine, the light kisses on my cheeks. But then, everything turns black.
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