《Madara & Hashirama》[5]
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- weird - i say to myself. I pick it up.
- hey.
- hey, how's it going? - he asks.
- well, thanks to you i'm about to enjoy my cold meal.
- hey, don't blame it on me, you could've texted me back later, haha.
I put a huge bite in my mouth and keep talking with a full mouth.
- yeah but i ain't no- hmh, delicious!
- oh look who's enjoying his cold meal.
- oh, shut up.
- did you hear, the weather will be like this for couple of days.
- really? I haven't even watched TV today. I only know that our uni is cancelled. I got an e-mail from my class teacher. I haven't even read it til the end, only the part that the rest of the week is dismissed.
- are you kidding? You don't watch TV? What the hell have you been doing the whole day then?
- well, not so sound too feminine, but i play piano. So i was working on this new-
- PIANO?
- y-yeah. Why, do i have to feel asham-
- that is sooooo cool man! And what do you mean feminine, that's totally manly, haha!
- oh.. y-yeah.. i guess.
- you're really cool, you know.
I stopped chewing. Probably breathing too. I think i just swallowed my tongue instead of my food.
- still here?
I shake my head fast to "wake up".
- oh yeah absolutely, just had one big bite rignt now haha.
He chuckles.
- hey, thanks, i think you're cool too. - i tell him.
- i definitely want to hear you playing piano one day.
- you do?
- sure! I'd never imagine someone looking so lets-square-up-right-here-right-now or i-will-beat-your-ass-while-sleeping or i-won-the-last-season-of-WWE would actually turn out to be a softie.
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- A SOFTIE? Man, do you really wanna square up right here right now?
He started laughing really hard. Couldn't stop himself. He even got me all giggly.
- ah, I'm telling ya you're cool. - he takes a fine breath after a long laughter and says it.
Is it too soon if i invite him over? I don't know. Do i do it? Or do i not...
- say, uhm.. where do you live? - i ask.
- ah, i'm far away from the center. I live in a house by the-
As i found out, he was living a good hour away from me. Ah, man, this city really is something huh?
- how is your family, did they get there safely?
- oh, thanks for asking. Yeah, they did. They might even stay there this week.
- look who's left all alone now.
- well, i won't be alone if you invite me over now will i?
Huh? Did he just say- HUH?
- uhm, hey it was a joke, don't panic...
- i-i'm not panicking w-wha- haha, no i'm not panicking what do you m-mean.
Yeah yeah, as if a single person would believe me right now. Even I don't.
- oh, okay - he says awkwardly.
- i mean, you could come over if you want to but, like, i mean, it's not like that i-i- you know like, n-not because of w-what yo-you-
- oh, I'm really sorry.
- sor- oh, okay, that's just cool haha.
S t u p i d M a d a r a . You're just so stu-
- oh no, i'm sorry that that's what i sound like when I'm trying to explain myself to you which happens quite often, hahaha!
- you're one big jokester did you know that...
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The relief i just felt?? Ugh.
- so you do want to invite me over huh? - he says.
- well, wouldn't hurt anyone, i guess.
Awkward, reeeeally awkward.
- okay.
- ...
- ......
Oh, right, i have to tell him the date and time.
- uhmm, well let me check the weather. You could catch a bus on a time when it doesn't rain that mu-
- are you kidding? The busses are cancelled, man you should really just turn your TV on...
- then how were you planning to get here in the first place?
- i have dozens of crackhead friends, they'll be down for anything.
- oh, alright then. Uh.. how about tomorrow?
- tomorrow?
Too soon? Crap madara!
- oh it's cool if you don't have time tomorrow, we can do it the day aft-
- you don't really get what i'm saying do you... - he says it under his breath, probably hoping it wasn't said too loud.
- what? I didn't catch it. - but of course i did.
- ah, nevermind, let's do it tomor-
- come on now.
- nothing, nothing. Tomorrow's good. You just send me your addr--
- hey, I'm serious. You know, one thing about me is i hate being intrigued.
- wh- hmp.. look, it's all cool. Just send me your address and i'll let you know when i'm gonna be there.
- well, alright..
- good night now.
- good night to you too.
I hung up and sent him my address. The immediately called Sara and told her all the conversation i just had with Hashirama.
- so what the hell did he mean?! - i ask her at last.
- ah, how dumb can you actually be, Madd.
- are you gonna tell me or what?
- no, i'm not gonna. Cause you already know what that meant.
- huh? No i don't?!
- don't be afraid to think that, because it meant exactly what you think it meant.
- i don't think anything, i-
- then why the hell did you call me?
- what?
- you just had a chitchat with him, and as soon as you were done, you called me and asked me what one particular sentence meant. You just wanna make sure it meant what you think it meant now am i wrong? AM I WRONG?
- wow i-uh.. i didn't expect that kinda attack.
- well...? Am I?
I sighed.
- shut up.
- it's okay. Even better, it's good!
- look, i don't kn-
- so you like each other. What bad out of it? At least he's hot.
- "each other"? How can you be so sure.
- oh my god I'm gonna beat the fuc-
- okay okay okay! I'm hanging up now thank you love you byebye.
And i hung up immediately.
- each other, huh? - i say to myself.
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