Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Newly Closed Doors Opens Easily

Through the steam I saw my wrinkled fingers. This old man needs to rest more, needs to gain energy. I stepped out from the hot tube, wiped the vaporous mirror, took my comb. I started to comb my hair damn I'm hot, gave a sexy wink to my reflection and left. I put my clothes on, checked myself, this city is going to shake.

Barry left his house and went to his usual place for drinking. His table was empty as always with the 'reserved' sign on it. He winked at the waitress and sat. There was a woman in the front table, she was pretty with her long wavy hair and wearing a white shirt with top buttons opened and a casual black pants. First eye contact was a coincidence for the woman, but Barry was waiting for that moment since he sat down. Then he decided to test her. Did she find Barry attractive? While drinking his drink, he never looked directly at her, but watching her slily and yes she was looking at him. There were three people at that table and looks like the other two is a couple.

That is great, because she must be bored with them. One of the things that Barry hates is spending time with a couple. She said something to her friends and left the table. Please don't go, don't leave the place, Oh great she sat at the bar. I went for the bar and sat next to her. The bartender welcomed me. I ordered two cocktails, turned to her;

"Where is the forth person?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I thought that is a double date you are doing there."
"Haha no, they are the only couple."

The bartender prepared and brought the drinks.
"You should not drink this too fast. You won't taste the alcohol, but it will make you drunk fast." I said.
"Actualy that's what I need right now." she said and took a big sip.

"Who made you say that?"

"Okay stranger you were right. This was going to be a double date, but we broke up this morning. I can't believe it. He decided to broke up today while he knew that we will have a double date. What a jerk."
"I don't want to interfere, but what was his excuse for it? You now the things they usually say for the break up are poppycock. Maybe you've been a bad girl. That's the reason." and I flashed a naughty look.

"Ahahah I guess he has a new lover, because he mentioned some crap like that, but I'm not sure. We didn't even really fight about it. It was a very short dialogue and I wasn't a bad girl." said she and added.

"At least to him." with a whispering voice.

"By the way I thought I would make  this conversation with them." she pointed her friends. They were flirting like children.

"I am glad that you were here stranger. Someone to talk to, someone to meet new in this crazy day and I will be more glad If you say me your name." she said.

"I am Barry." I smiled and continued

"I had a crazy idea for this crazy day. Ready to hear?"

"Sure, haha I don't think this day is going to be crazier."

"Let's drive to his place and tell him what you think. It is better than thinking about your feelings every night."

She shot the remaining drink in her glass and took her jacket. That was a quick decision. She talked with her friends and came back without waiting for their reaction and

"Okay, let's go."

We arrived at her ex's house.

"I am going to wait in the car." I said.

Watching her walking to the door. She was so cute. He showed up at the door. I was not able to hear them, but his face expression was surprised no sign of any sadness he is a bumkin exactly. I begged for her not to cry. I don't want a crying baby in my car in this hour and I am sure from her stance she was not crying. Suddeny a hot chick showed up behind the bumpkin. I can't watch this Brazilian TV show anymore. I sound the horn twice and shouted.

"Come on babe, we gotta go, can't spend time here anymore." She turned to me her confused face became smiling. She took couple of steps and then showed her middle fingers at them. and jumped in to car with laughing. We drove away fast... for the 'hot coffee.'

...later I've found out her name was Marigold.


   Every men is digging the sands of the society to find a chest and usualy they do find it. Every chest holds an adventure for its finder, but usually they were unlocked before, then burried again. Sometimes you will find the chest that someone burried it again just before. Don't forget search for the locked chests and run away from the ones with broken covers.

2 comments:

  1. If someone show this blog to me with covering the creater's name and again if someone ask me who the blogger might be, I scream your name, Efe! :) Creating a blog like this only can be the fruit of your fantastic imagination. Your touch on decribing the atmosphere and Barry's thoughts and attitudes through the event make your readers form a picture on their mind easily and clearly. It is really fun to read it, and I know, it is just a beginning, I am looking forward for the rest of Barry's adventures.

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  2. Efe-- this story is getting good! For the next blog post you need to work on the formating so that the dialogue reads easier. Make sure you ask me about what to do for this issue.

    Also... A link? An image? Fiction needs images too, yo.

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