Naby reunion
On Thursday I had a headache at work. I think it started on Wednesday. Anyway, after work I went home, and at night I was watching Stargate, and that's when I realised the headache was getting worse. I love that show, but it was so bad that I almost stopped watching it. I couldn't believe what was happening. As far as I know I haven't done anything to cause it, unless that one short black coffee on Tuesday triggered a 'caffeine withdrawal'.
I went to bed, shivering because it was cold and my head throbbing due to the headache. It was the type where it felt like an axe was coming down on my head with the pain travelling down my neck. Not good.
I woke up on Friday feeling much the same, although the severity had lessened. I thought about taking the day off, but on Thursday I was around when Clare said to Mary she might not be in the next day because her roof was leaking due to the rain, and I didn't want it to seem like I was jumping on some "absence" bandwagon.
She did end up coming to work anyway. I wasn't very motivated to work, even though it would've been a great time to catch up on things. However, I found that when I did try to focus on something, it would take my mind off my headache.
I went to Macca's with Genie. Not really sure why she asked me to lunch the day before. I thought maybe she wanted to gossip or ventilate, but nope. Maybe she just really wanted Macca's. Nothing juicy or of substance was dicussed while we ate, but it was raining and we shared my umbrella. I saw Paul as we were walking back, I hope he doesn't think something is going on.
I was pretty relieved to finish the day at work due to the headache. I wasn't sure if I was in the mood to see Naby, but I didn't want to cancel out after we failed to see eachother last week (even though part of me thought this may have been a good idea to raise her interest level). The other thing was, I didn't want to go home first and then go out at 10pm with the car, as it would invite questions, so I had to stay out until my dad returned with the car - but what was I going to do for five hours??
I went to the arcades in Market City and played Super Street Fighter 4, lol. I used Ryu and got up to the last boss on the first go, but then spent $5 on him and couldn't defeat him, lol damn. I was beating up the buttoms pretty bad, and could feel myself sweating. When I got up, there were actually sweat patches behind my knees. Embarassing.
I then walked to the casino. No, I didn't bet. But yes, the thought did cross my mind. I decided to focus on one person and watch them lose - that is, I wanted to see that I wasn't the only one who fell into the 'trap'.
At the first table I went to, there was a Greek looking young man, maybe a few years younger than me, playing. He was playing purple chips. At first I thought he was betting randomly but then figured out he was betting a section of ten numbers with a pile of chips on each. He was lucky, he won a bit as I watched, but I was patient and I knew he'd keep playing.
He left the table and I thought it was smart of him, but he came back, telling someone else he just went to the bathroom. But by then the dealer had changed. This new dealer looked like a kid, and I think he was a bit new because I'd seen him make a mistake on another table.
Anyway, for the Greek guy, the ball just wouldn't land in his section for about five spins in a row. That of course put a huge dent in his pocket and I watched as he returned the $100 chips he'd won earlier in exchange for more purple chips. It was such a familiar, and PREDICTABLE feeling. The other thing I'd come to accept was that, no matter how unbelievable streaks can be, they can exist. You think a ball can't go without your section for ten hits? It'll happen, and it'll bleed you dry.
I left that table when he was low on chips and began walking around. I walked around in search of another 'customer' for a while, before I settled on a Korean looking man. He was betting with $100 chips - eight at a time, all on numbers in the third quarter. Of course, when he got a win, it was big, but I watched as he bled too as several consecutive balls landed outside of those numbers. He was calm though, and I wondered what he did to make that sort of money. Was he a criminal? Or was he a businessman?
I left when he was low on chips and walked around a bit more before leaving. I don't know why, but it is always a good feeling to leave the casino feeling intact. I didn't even buy anything from the restaurants, even though I was hungry.
It was about 9:30pm when I left. I went to KFC at Darling Harbour to get some wicked wings and walked back to my office to get my gym bag. I had planned to gym after work but due to my headache I just didn't feel like it.
I surfed the net and used the bathroom before walking to the bus stop. I walked to one far away as I needed to waste time. I couldn't risk getting home before my dad.
To my susprise, I saw Thai on the bus. I thought he may have seen me but was looking out the window. I approached him and waved my umbrella. He didn't move. I then nudged his bag and he just took it off the seat next to him to make room for me. When I said hey he looked and said he thought I was just some stranger wanting to sit next to him even though there were other seats around, lol.
He did look like he was in deep thought. I asked him what had been happening and he said just work. He seemed a bit tired from work. We started talking about Transformers 3 and how he still hadn't seen it, and then X-Men and Street Fighter and mobile phones.
I almost felt guilty talking to him, knowing that I'd be seeing Naby soon.
Anyway, I got off at my stop. I kinda liked how we were close enough for us not to say something phoney like "we'll do lunch sometime, yeah?"
I checked my watch as I walked towards my home. 10:20pm. I was a bit concerned that maybe my dad wasn't home yet and that he'd see me opening the garage.
I looked around like a spy around my own home before opening the garage. Car was there.
Bingo.
I initially put the Totoro in my gym bag, but then put it back in the plastic bag. I was deciding how best to take it into the shop. I reversed the car out and by now it was raining fairly heavily. I made the call to the shop, half expecting another "no, sick today", but she was in. I booked for 11pm for an hour.
I drove there making some good time. I was about 20 minutes early. I sat in my car a bit surfing the net on my phone before walking in with 15 minutes to go, with the plastic bag.
The security guard was there as expected. As I entered, he followed me, it felt a bit un-nerving to be followed and trapped like that. The door was opened and I was greeted by the guy, not the usual guy.
I went to the main waiting room and he asked if I had booking. I said yes for Bibi and paid him for an hour. I then went to the bathroom and saw a girl lying on the couch trying to sleep. I thought it was funny and did a double take. When I came back from the bathroom she had sat up, maybe embarassed.
I sat in the waiting room, clutching at my bag, trying not to make it seem so obvious, even though it was. I then got called. I walked out and saw Naby, smiling. I said "hey" and we walked up the stairs with her ahead of me. Halfway up the stairs she held out her hand and I took it. When we were near the top, she turned around to look at me. It is hard to describe, but this is how I felt at that exact moment: like she too was glad to see me after such a long time away. Genuinely.
When we walked into the room I grabbed her by the waist and asked if she missed me, and she said yes. I was expecting a "maybe" so didn't know what to say, but said "maybe" referring to the message. That's the problem with thinking too much, and expecting to follow a script - when things don't pan out the way you want them to, you're stuck.
She asked if I'd eaten and I said a little bit. She asked what and I said KFC. I asked if she'd eaten and she said "bulgogi". I asked if she bought it and she said no, and I asked if she made it and she said no.
She went out to get the usual stuff and I took the Totoro out from my bag. I placed the bag on the cabinet and hid the Totoro behind me, although I wasn't sure how well hidden it was because there was a mirror next to the bed.
I was sitting on the bed and when she came back I asked her to sit down. I told her I had a present for her and asked her to close her eyes. I went in for a kiss and she stuck her lips out and opened her eyes. I asked her to close them again and she did. I made sure they were closed before I put the Totoro in front of her face. She opened her eyes and gave a great big smile when she saw it and took it from my hands.
It was the smile I wanted. There's something about a girl's smile like that that makes a guy go all fuzzy inside. She said I looked like Totoro and I was like "no, you". I took it from her and nudged it in her face and she took it again and placed it sitting in the lowest compartment of the cabinet.
We started to undress and then headed for the shower. She had started to talk about her studying so I went with that. I asked her questions, and she said:
- she goes five days a week but maybe except Fridays;
- she "has to" instead of "wants to";
- there are about five to six other Korean girls and one guy, a Brazilian guy and girl;
- it is a full day on each day finishing at 5pm.
In the shower, I asked her what happened last Friday, and she said she was sick so she went home after a bit. I said I saw another girl and then added "just joking" and she looked up and laughed.
Ok dude, not cool, because you actually did.
I playfully touched her breasts and she did the same to my chest. She playfully tried to kiss my nose. When I finished I dried myself and put the towel on my head waiting for her. When she finished I opened up her towel for her and started drying her with my towel as well.
She walked to the cabinet and I followed, feeling her body from behind, kissing her upper back. I really missed her. After a bit of that she turned around and we started kissing. She moved onto the bed and I got on top of her. She noticed my light buzz and said she didn't like (even though it is really, really light, I shaved maybe only a day or two ago) and rubbed her area between her nose and upper lip. I told her I shaved last Friday for her and cut myself, and she smiled and said "really?" and showed her where the cut was.
We kissed more before I started kissing her breasts. After a few moments, I kissed the side of her left breast and she giggled. I looked at her and then playfully made a dash for the same spot, causing her to giggle even louder.
By now I had my dick pressed to her tummy and was just slowly moving it up and down, not sure what she wanted to do. I was ready, but wasn't sure what she wanted. That went on for a bit before she slipped the condom on and I entered her, noticing she had put some lube on my condom and herself.
I started thrusting and felt a bit uncomfortable, firstly there was a bit of pain in my left toe and foot, and also, it seemed a bit easier to position myself with other girls. However, I did feel she was trying hard to please me, as I could feel her squeeze me down there a lot. We went at that for a bit, and we kissed during it, and I stuck my tongue in there and she reciprocated. She was moaning, and I thought it was kinda 'romantic' to do it after not seeing eachother for such a long time.
After a while she suggested we change and she got on top. I looked up at the familiar sight of her face looking down at me. For some reason, when she's like that and her hair dangles down, she looks like a crazy witch which makes me want to laugh, lol.
Maybe it was my headache, but I found it hard to push myself to finish. I had to try really hard, and she was trying really hard as well. Although I found that when sometimes I was close, she would stop and go slower. Maybe she can sense it?
Anyway, I found it a bit easier to picture us as two students having a romp in our roo. That turned me on a bit more and helped me finish. Don't know how but she can sense it immediately when I'm finished. She sat there for a bit as usual before getting up. She asked if I wanted a drink and I said no, and then not wanting to be selfish, asked if she wanted one. She said yes and wrapped a towel around her, took my Totoro, said bye bye and walked out. I said bye bye and laid there.
I could hear footsteps walking down the steps and thought "the drinks are on this level" so I wondered where she was going. I thought maybe she was going to put the Totoro back in the room where the girls are.
A few moments passed and I began thinking "damn, I'm paying to be alone here?" before I heard footsteps and she returned - without the Totoro. I jokingly said "next girl?" and she said "sister" and I was like "ooo, nice to meet you". I asked her where the Totoro was and she said she put it in her room. She handed me a drink and saw her take a sip from hers. I opened mine and took a sip before placing it on the cabinet. I asked her where my birthday present was and she kissed me, lol.
I laid down and held her as usual, wrapping my legs around her. We held hands and played with our fingers. She asked me if I had a party for my birthday and I said no. She pressed me a bit about it, and I said I shared a cigar with my friend. She said she had tried one before too and didn't like it. I pretended I was sucking in a big cigar with a disgusted face which made her laugh.
I asked her how was Korea, and she said good. She said she went to Hong Kong with her mother for about four days and then went somewhere else.
She said she now works after she studies, so after 5pm, and then works Fridays and Saturdays and has Sundays off. I said she worked too hard and she said she has to, to make money. I told her not to work and she said then she has no money. I stupidly said "I'll give you money". From memory, I don't think she said anything. She also said that she owes the bank money. I didn't ask what for.
I said she could be a waitress and she said it was low wages. I nudged her on the nose and she nudged my hand away, fixing up her nose. I think she must've had surgery on her nose.
She said studying was hard, and I said it is hard at first but it will get easier, and she said she knows. I said I can help her, and she asked me what was the difference between "don't" and "can't". I tried my best to explain it but just said "don't" is short for "do not". She seemed to understand but I think I could've explained it better.
She asked if she was thinner and I playfully inspected her breasts but then looked at her legs and said she was a bit. I said she needed to eat more and she protested "I do!" which I thought was cute. I said she needed to try German food which was a huge plate of meat including sausages. I asked if she had ever tried it and she said no. I asked if she wanted to try it and she said yes. She seemed interested but I maybe out of fear I didn't ask the next question: do you want to go eat with me???
Maybe I got myself confused, maybe I meant Brazilian food.
I said she would get fat and she said she was ok with that. I said then the shop wouldn't let her work and she said she didn't want to work anyway.
Sometimes I'd kiss her on the cheek, but she seemed to be thinking about something. Maybe she was thinking about how close I was to asking her out. Maybe she was wondering why I didn't ask her out. Maybe she was feeling the same as me when I asked her out last time. To get a reaction, I put my finger near her mouth and she playfully pretended to bite it, lol.
She asked if I noticed whether she looked different. I looked her in the face and then got on top of her for a better look, which made her laugh. I studied her face, looking from cheek to cheek, and said no. She said "your homework" and I was like "noooo, tell me". She said she had surgery on her eye lids. I was like "where?" and she said to create the line, as previously her eyelashes kept getting in her eyes.
I pleaded with her not to have anymore surgery and she said ok but repeated it was just because her eye lashes were getting into her eyes.
I told her I had been having headaches for the last few days and was close to not coming today. She asked if it was because work was hard, I said maybe. Apparently she doesn't know what work I do - I just assumed she would've known when I gave her my card. I hesitated before telling her I am a lawyer. She understood and said I was smart, and I said "no, babo".
I told her about my sentencing matter last week where the guy had initially won $800,000 at the casino. She asked how long someone goes to jail for, and I said depends on the amount of drugs, and she made a "that makes sense" noise, and I added that the maximum was 25 years. I told her in 2006-2008 I was defence and from then to now I am on the other side. I added that I liked defence better.
The buzzer went but we kept on talking like it didn't happen. Her own alarm also went, and she nonchalantly reached out to turn it off. I got up and went to the shower while she was packing things up. She asked me what I was going to do tomorrow and I said basketball. She said "but raining" and I said "inside, indoors" and she repeated it, acknowledging it. I had made the water the right temperature and said "come, come" and she said "I have to sleep".
Oh my god she thought I was asking her to come to basketball!!!"
I was like, no, shower. She eventually made her way over. We pecked on the lips and then after the shower got dressed. I watched as she got dressed and couldn't help but think that she did look a little older. Like, maybe not older, but I could see what she would look like when she gets older, and I knew the surgeries ensured that it wasn't going to be pleasant.
As we walked out the door, I said I can be Totoro and she can be Domo. I also told her to hold Totoro when she sleeps, and she said ok.
I walked down the stairs first, and when I got to the bottom, I turned and said goodbye and she waved.
I drove home, feeling like I needed to save every cent possible now to help her if needed. Maybe it was part of maturing to realise not to keep wasting money on useless things.
I also thought it was a good thing she thought I was asking her out. It means she had that in mind, and I accept that she couldn't come because she has to sleep (she does, after all, finish work at 5am). It also sounded like if she didn't have to work so late, she would've come.
I went to bed, shivering because it was cold and my head throbbing due to the headache. It was the type where it felt like an axe was coming down on my head with the pain travelling down my neck. Not good.
I woke up on Friday feeling much the same, although the severity had lessened. I thought about taking the day off, but on Thursday I was around when Clare said to Mary she might not be in the next day because her roof was leaking due to the rain, and I didn't want it to seem like I was jumping on some "absence" bandwagon.
She did end up coming to work anyway. I wasn't very motivated to work, even though it would've been a great time to catch up on things. However, I found that when I did try to focus on something, it would take my mind off my headache.
I went to Macca's with Genie. Not really sure why she asked me to lunch the day before. I thought maybe she wanted to gossip or ventilate, but nope. Maybe she just really wanted Macca's. Nothing juicy or of substance was dicussed while we ate, but it was raining and we shared my umbrella. I saw Paul as we were walking back, I hope he doesn't think something is going on.
I was pretty relieved to finish the day at work due to the headache. I wasn't sure if I was in the mood to see Naby, but I didn't want to cancel out after we failed to see eachother last week (even though part of me thought this may have been a good idea to raise her interest level). The other thing was, I didn't want to go home first and then go out at 10pm with the car, as it would invite questions, so I had to stay out until my dad returned with the car - but what was I going to do for five hours??
I went to the arcades in Market City and played Super Street Fighter 4, lol. I used Ryu and got up to the last boss on the first go, but then spent $5 on him and couldn't defeat him, lol damn. I was beating up the buttoms pretty bad, and could feel myself sweating. When I got up, there were actually sweat patches behind my knees. Embarassing.
I then walked to the casino. No, I didn't bet. But yes, the thought did cross my mind. I decided to focus on one person and watch them lose - that is, I wanted to see that I wasn't the only one who fell into the 'trap'.
At the first table I went to, there was a Greek looking young man, maybe a few years younger than me, playing. He was playing purple chips. At first I thought he was betting randomly but then figured out he was betting a section of ten numbers with a pile of chips on each. He was lucky, he won a bit as I watched, but I was patient and I knew he'd keep playing.
He left the table and I thought it was smart of him, but he came back, telling someone else he just went to the bathroom. But by then the dealer had changed. This new dealer looked like a kid, and I think he was a bit new because I'd seen him make a mistake on another table.
Anyway, for the Greek guy, the ball just wouldn't land in his section for about five spins in a row. That of course put a huge dent in his pocket and I watched as he returned the $100 chips he'd won earlier in exchange for more purple chips. It was such a familiar, and PREDICTABLE feeling. The other thing I'd come to accept was that, no matter how unbelievable streaks can be, they can exist. You think a ball can't go without your section for ten hits? It'll happen, and it'll bleed you dry.
I left that table when he was low on chips and began walking around. I walked around in search of another 'customer' for a while, before I settled on a Korean looking man. He was betting with $100 chips - eight at a time, all on numbers in the third quarter. Of course, when he got a win, it was big, but I watched as he bled too as several consecutive balls landed outside of those numbers. He was calm though, and I wondered what he did to make that sort of money. Was he a criminal? Or was he a businessman?
I left when he was low on chips and walked around a bit more before leaving. I don't know why, but it is always a good feeling to leave the casino feeling intact. I didn't even buy anything from the restaurants, even though I was hungry.
It was about 9:30pm when I left. I went to KFC at Darling Harbour to get some wicked wings and walked back to my office to get my gym bag. I had planned to gym after work but due to my headache I just didn't feel like it.
I surfed the net and used the bathroom before walking to the bus stop. I walked to one far away as I needed to waste time. I couldn't risk getting home before my dad.
To my susprise, I saw Thai on the bus. I thought he may have seen me but was looking out the window. I approached him and waved my umbrella. He didn't move. I then nudged his bag and he just took it off the seat next to him to make room for me. When I said hey he looked and said he thought I was just some stranger wanting to sit next to him even though there were other seats around, lol.
He did look like he was in deep thought. I asked him what had been happening and he said just work. He seemed a bit tired from work. We started talking about Transformers 3 and how he still hadn't seen it, and then X-Men and Street Fighter and mobile phones.
I almost felt guilty talking to him, knowing that I'd be seeing Naby soon.
Anyway, I got off at my stop. I kinda liked how we were close enough for us not to say something phoney like "we'll do lunch sometime, yeah?"
I checked my watch as I walked towards my home. 10:20pm. I was a bit concerned that maybe my dad wasn't home yet and that he'd see me opening the garage.
I looked around like a spy around my own home before opening the garage. Car was there.
Bingo.
I initially put the Totoro in my gym bag, but then put it back in the plastic bag. I was deciding how best to take it into the shop. I reversed the car out and by now it was raining fairly heavily. I made the call to the shop, half expecting another "no, sick today", but she was in. I booked for 11pm for an hour.
I drove there making some good time. I was about 20 minutes early. I sat in my car a bit surfing the net on my phone before walking in with 15 minutes to go, with the plastic bag.
The security guard was there as expected. As I entered, he followed me, it felt a bit un-nerving to be followed and trapped like that. The door was opened and I was greeted by the guy, not the usual guy.
I went to the main waiting room and he asked if I had booking. I said yes for Bibi and paid him for an hour. I then went to the bathroom and saw a girl lying on the couch trying to sleep. I thought it was funny and did a double take. When I came back from the bathroom she had sat up, maybe embarassed.
I sat in the waiting room, clutching at my bag, trying not to make it seem so obvious, even though it was. I then got called. I walked out and saw Naby, smiling. I said "hey" and we walked up the stairs with her ahead of me. Halfway up the stairs she held out her hand and I took it. When we were near the top, she turned around to look at me. It is hard to describe, but this is how I felt at that exact moment: like she too was glad to see me after such a long time away. Genuinely.
When we walked into the room I grabbed her by the waist and asked if she missed me, and she said yes. I was expecting a "maybe" so didn't know what to say, but said "maybe" referring to the message. That's the problem with thinking too much, and expecting to follow a script - when things don't pan out the way you want them to, you're stuck.
She asked if I'd eaten and I said a little bit. She asked what and I said KFC. I asked if she'd eaten and she said "bulgogi". I asked if she bought it and she said no, and I asked if she made it and she said no.
She went out to get the usual stuff and I took the Totoro out from my bag. I placed the bag on the cabinet and hid the Totoro behind me, although I wasn't sure how well hidden it was because there was a mirror next to the bed.
I was sitting on the bed and when she came back I asked her to sit down. I told her I had a present for her and asked her to close her eyes. I went in for a kiss and she stuck her lips out and opened her eyes. I asked her to close them again and she did. I made sure they were closed before I put the Totoro in front of her face. She opened her eyes and gave a great big smile when she saw it and took it from my hands.
It was the smile I wanted. There's something about a girl's smile like that that makes a guy go all fuzzy inside. She said I looked like Totoro and I was like "no, you". I took it from her and nudged it in her face and she took it again and placed it sitting in the lowest compartment of the cabinet.
We started to undress and then headed for the shower. She had started to talk about her studying so I went with that. I asked her questions, and she said:
- she goes five days a week but maybe except Fridays;
- she "has to" instead of "wants to";
- there are about five to six other Korean girls and one guy, a Brazilian guy and girl;
- it is a full day on each day finishing at 5pm.
In the shower, I asked her what happened last Friday, and she said she was sick so she went home after a bit. I said I saw another girl and then added "just joking" and she looked up and laughed.
Ok dude, not cool, because you actually did.
I playfully touched her breasts and she did the same to my chest. She playfully tried to kiss my nose. When I finished I dried myself and put the towel on my head waiting for her. When she finished I opened up her towel for her and started drying her with my towel as well.
She walked to the cabinet and I followed, feeling her body from behind, kissing her upper back. I really missed her. After a bit of that she turned around and we started kissing. She moved onto the bed and I got on top of her. She noticed my light buzz and said she didn't like (even though it is really, really light, I shaved maybe only a day or two ago) and rubbed her area between her nose and upper lip. I told her I shaved last Friday for her and cut myself, and she smiled and said "really?" and showed her where the cut was.
We kissed more before I started kissing her breasts. After a few moments, I kissed the side of her left breast and she giggled. I looked at her and then playfully made a dash for the same spot, causing her to giggle even louder.
By now I had my dick pressed to her tummy and was just slowly moving it up and down, not sure what she wanted to do. I was ready, but wasn't sure what she wanted. That went on for a bit before she slipped the condom on and I entered her, noticing she had put some lube on my condom and herself.
I started thrusting and felt a bit uncomfortable, firstly there was a bit of pain in my left toe and foot, and also, it seemed a bit easier to position myself with other girls. However, I did feel she was trying hard to please me, as I could feel her squeeze me down there a lot. We went at that for a bit, and we kissed during it, and I stuck my tongue in there and she reciprocated. She was moaning, and I thought it was kinda 'romantic' to do it after not seeing eachother for such a long time.
After a while she suggested we change and she got on top. I looked up at the familiar sight of her face looking down at me. For some reason, when she's like that and her hair dangles down, she looks like a crazy witch which makes me want to laugh, lol.
Maybe it was my headache, but I found it hard to push myself to finish. I had to try really hard, and she was trying really hard as well. Although I found that when sometimes I was close, she would stop and go slower. Maybe she can sense it?
Anyway, I found it a bit easier to picture us as two students having a romp in our roo. That turned me on a bit more and helped me finish. Don't know how but she can sense it immediately when I'm finished. She sat there for a bit as usual before getting up. She asked if I wanted a drink and I said no, and then not wanting to be selfish, asked if she wanted one. She said yes and wrapped a towel around her, took my Totoro, said bye bye and walked out. I said bye bye and laid there.
I could hear footsteps walking down the steps and thought "the drinks are on this level" so I wondered where she was going. I thought maybe she was going to put the Totoro back in the room where the girls are.
A few moments passed and I began thinking "damn, I'm paying to be alone here?" before I heard footsteps and she returned - without the Totoro. I jokingly said "next girl?" and she said "sister" and I was like "ooo, nice to meet you". I asked her where the Totoro was and she said she put it in her room. She handed me a drink and saw her take a sip from hers. I opened mine and took a sip before placing it on the cabinet. I asked her where my birthday present was and she kissed me, lol.
I laid down and held her as usual, wrapping my legs around her. We held hands and played with our fingers. She asked me if I had a party for my birthday and I said no. She pressed me a bit about it, and I said I shared a cigar with my friend. She said she had tried one before too and didn't like it. I pretended I was sucking in a big cigar with a disgusted face which made her laugh.
I asked her how was Korea, and she said good. She said she went to Hong Kong with her mother for about four days and then went somewhere else.
She said she now works after she studies, so after 5pm, and then works Fridays and Saturdays and has Sundays off. I said she worked too hard and she said she has to, to make money. I told her not to work and she said then she has no money. I stupidly said "I'll give you money". From memory, I don't think she said anything. She also said that she owes the bank money. I didn't ask what for.
I said she could be a waitress and she said it was low wages. I nudged her on the nose and she nudged my hand away, fixing up her nose. I think she must've had surgery on her nose.
She said studying was hard, and I said it is hard at first but it will get easier, and she said she knows. I said I can help her, and she asked me what was the difference between "don't" and "can't". I tried my best to explain it but just said "don't" is short for "do not". She seemed to understand but I think I could've explained it better.
She asked if she was thinner and I playfully inspected her breasts but then looked at her legs and said she was a bit. I said she needed to eat more and she protested "I do!" which I thought was cute. I said she needed to try German food which was a huge plate of meat including sausages. I asked if she had ever tried it and she said no. I asked if she wanted to try it and she said yes. She seemed interested but I maybe out of fear I didn't ask the next question: do you want to go eat with me???
Maybe I got myself confused, maybe I meant Brazilian food.
I said she would get fat and she said she was ok with that. I said then the shop wouldn't let her work and she said she didn't want to work anyway.
Sometimes I'd kiss her on the cheek, but she seemed to be thinking about something. Maybe she was thinking about how close I was to asking her out. Maybe she was wondering why I didn't ask her out. Maybe she was feeling the same as me when I asked her out last time. To get a reaction, I put my finger near her mouth and she playfully pretended to bite it, lol.
She asked if I noticed whether she looked different. I looked her in the face and then got on top of her for a better look, which made her laugh. I studied her face, looking from cheek to cheek, and said no. She said "your homework" and I was like "noooo, tell me". She said she had surgery on her eye lids. I was like "where?" and she said to create the line, as previously her eyelashes kept getting in her eyes.
I pleaded with her not to have anymore surgery and she said ok but repeated it was just because her eye lashes were getting into her eyes.
I told her I had been having headaches for the last few days and was close to not coming today. She asked if it was because work was hard, I said maybe. Apparently she doesn't know what work I do - I just assumed she would've known when I gave her my card. I hesitated before telling her I am a lawyer. She understood and said I was smart, and I said "no, babo".
I told her about my sentencing matter last week where the guy had initially won $800,000 at the casino. She asked how long someone goes to jail for, and I said depends on the amount of drugs, and she made a "that makes sense" noise, and I added that the maximum was 25 years. I told her in 2006-2008 I was defence and from then to now I am on the other side. I added that I liked defence better.
The buzzer went but we kept on talking like it didn't happen. Her own alarm also went, and she nonchalantly reached out to turn it off. I got up and went to the shower while she was packing things up. She asked me what I was going to do tomorrow and I said basketball. She said "but raining" and I said "inside, indoors" and she repeated it, acknowledging it. I had made the water the right temperature and said "come, come" and she said "I have to sleep".
Oh my god she thought I was asking her to come to basketball!!!"
I was like, no, shower. She eventually made her way over. We pecked on the lips and then after the shower got dressed. I watched as she got dressed and couldn't help but think that she did look a little older. Like, maybe not older, but I could see what she would look like when she gets older, and I knew the surgeries ensured that it wasn't going to be pleasant.
As we walked out the door, I said I can be Totoro and she can be Domo. I also told her to hold Totoro when she sleeps, and she said ok.
I walked down the stairs first, and when I got to the bottom, I turned and said goodbye and she waved.
I drove home, feeling like I needed to save every cent possible now to help her if needed. Maybe it was part of maturing to realise not to keep wasting money on useless things.
I also thought it was a good thing she thought I was asking her out. It means she had that in mind, and I accept that she couldn't come because she has to sleep (she does, after all, finish work at 5am). It also sounded like if she didn't have to work so late, she would've come.
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