8:52 AM


    Paris


    Clear weather. The sun shines and the life of every being is in motion.


    The transitability of it all.


    It''s not so great to start the morning with:


    -Who the fuck are you?!!


    -You speak to me in that tone again and I will... nevermind.


    I''m getting on the edge, this is like rule number 1 of tourism.


    -W-what?... What the hell do you mean?!!


    It took my strength to say that, I''m tired already.


    She gets up and discards the History mag I was studying.


    I''m already down on my knees.Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    Uncertainty, she is uncertainty.


    -What... why are you...


    She picks me up and throws me in the chair facing her.


    I''m scared.


    -Listen.


    -It''s not like I have much choice.


    That surprised me, that reaction of me, it was one of the very few times I was this agressive, right before, it was even wor-I was even worse...


    -My eyes are up here.


    I was lost in my thoughts for a second there, so I comply.


    She seems to be bitter, so I better not piss her off further.


    Her eyes are bright brown, beautiful, only looking at them was as is if something vibrated throughout my brain.


    -I guess I owe you a thanks for yesterday, but I can''t accept such a weak-minded servant.


    Don''t tell me I... I... is she a noble from another country and I...


    But I barely ever drink!!!


    She stares at me, I look at her, she lowers her head and says:


    -Focus...


    It feels like hell, my body hurts from head to toe, like I''m at kissing distance to sn explosion.


    The door cracks. There could be only one person coming in.


    -I can''t believe you got this lucky dude!


    Yes!


    -Can I meet her?


    I want to look across the small table, I can''t.


    I can feel the sweat on my forehead.


    -We going now?


    I get up as fast as my legs allow me to, and sprint to the door.


    -You won''t...


    -I''ll figure it out there, we''re getting late.


    -You''re a little bit paler than usual, are...


    -Yes, let''s go!


    -Alright, alright!


    It''s best to get him and myself away from here for now.


    I put my hand on the doorknob, and I force myself to look at my front.


    She''s not there, completely gone.