Rent A Room

- You have a nice house. I said touching the furniture and he got closer.

- Please, don't. He said looking at my hand, letting me know I shouldn't be touching it.

- Very clean as well. I said making fun of him, it was all white and impeccable. Who cleans this whole place? I asked curiously.

- Myself. I didn't even know why I asked, of course, a person like him wouldn't just let anyone enter his house for any vain reason such as cleaning when he could do it himself.

- May I sit? I asked for permission scared of ruining in any way possible his immaculate couch. 

- Sure, just a minute, please. He answered and went to the room nearby and came back with a small blanket. I looked at him wondering if he was expecting me to wrap myself in it in order to sit down on his precious couch. He moved forward and put it on the couch and then he invited me to sit down. I, obviously, laughed. 

- So why did you call me? It doesn't seem a very welcoming place for guests. I said smiling playfully while sitting down and I was just surprised by how comfortable it was.

- You were outside for quite a while asking me to let you in insistently. He said and I blushed to remember it was me who did it indeed.

- Oh, right. I said clearing my throat and stood up immediately. I guess I should get going, it was nice to finally get a glance at the place where you live from inside. I said and he smiled a bit and walked me to the door.

- Thank you. I said looking at his eyes and he just smiled, he seemed relieved of my soon departure and I got a bit irritated thinking I wasn't going to ruin anything in his house and why was he being so... ugh. I got one last glance of his house over his shoulder and he just looked at me with a curious face, I guess he was wondering if I haven't gotten enough and why was I so interested in his place. I liked how empty it was, he was a bit obsessive over the cleanness but other than that the place was so good... I was thinking of renting a room regardless of how crazy it sounded. I got to see some kind of cookies on the table and got an idea to get in again.

- Hey, can I get some of those? I said pointing out the food on the table.

- Do you like tarallini? He asked surprised. Sure, go ahead. He said and move away from the door letting the way in free.

- Yes! I love tallini! I lied and ran back in. I grabbed some and before I started eating them I wonder if I could eat there... I put my hand under my mouth so that nothing would fall. They weren't sweet as I thought, but they didn't taste bad in any case.

- You can take some home. He said and I smiled widely.

- Thank you! I felt I was taking something precious from inside with me and I was completely pleased because only a person like me could understand the value of such a thing coming from a guy like him as well. I took some tallinis and left his house running, "I disturbed him enough for today", I thought. I jumped into the car and waved my hand goodbye to him, he just stayed there looking at me and waved his hand as well and I turned on the radio and I started singing as I turned on the car.

'Cause girls like you

Run around with guys like me

'Til sundown, when I come through

I need a girl like you, yeah yeah ♪♫♬

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJOTlE1K90k

For you

- Look what the kitty did! She said excitedly while showing him her drawing.

- Okay. He gave a glance to her drawing and then continued looking at his computer screen.

- You are always so mean! She said and stood idly by.

- What? He asked looking at her wondering if she was expecting a different reaction.

- Never mind! Continue doing whatever you were doing, sorry for the interruption. She said getting into a mood and went to the bedroom.

He started asking himself whether he should really continue working or if she was actually expecting for him to go and comfort her. He, sincerely, didn't know what to do and, as usual, she was not helping, but he was certain about one thing! She was mad.

He found himself without choices, therefore, he continued working, she used to get like that quite often and she used to calm down on her own if he let her be, directly trying to get her in a good mood used to cause the exact opposite effect the most of the time. On the other side... indirectly trying to get in her good side seemed to have worked in the past... He went to the room pretending he needed something from his bag.

- What do you want? She said immediately with a defensive tone and he pretended to look for something in his suitcase, he took out a square-shaped USB and just shook his hand with it in the air to let her see and left the room. She started listening to music loudly and he thought about wearing his noise muting headphones and then he remembered last time she got mad and tried to make noise and he wore those headphones she didn't talk to him for three complete days while ignoring him to the best of her capacity. For the sake of the relationship, headphones weren't a good option at the very moment. He went to the bedroom and closed the door, she ran to it and open it looking at him angrily.

- I need silence. He said calmly, she stuck her tongue out and closed the door. He smiled thinking she was silly weird definitely. He was about to leave and she opened the door again, just a little bit for him to be able to see one of her eyes.

- I am bored. She said and pouted.

- I can see. He answered.

- Come, dance with me. She said smiling.

- I am busy. He answered apologetically.

- But it's Sunday! You shouldn't work on weekends! You have a life! I know the most of the time it seems like not because I work too, but you do! And your life needs attention! She said getting angry again. 

- I am giving my life attention, I ate breakfast and took a shower earlier. 

- I said your life meaning me. She answered embarrassed while looking at the floor and he blushed.

- Let... let me see that drawing of yours once again. He answered with raspy-voice and tried to clear his throat. She smiled openly and jumped over the bed letting the door wide open. She picked her drawing from the table in the corner and ran back to him.

- Here! She saying smiling.

Drawing and Picture by Madelaine Bustamante

- Nice drawing. Good kitty. He said patting her head. She purred and he laughed a bit. So silly weird indeed, he thought.

- Thank you! She said smiling. It is for you. She said proudly and he looked at the drawing wondering what was she expecting for him to do with it and if she will get disappointed if he just put him in his draw. 

- We can hang it here! She said while pointing out a wall in the living room. Of course... she was expecting them to hang out such masterpiece in their living room.

- What about there? He said pointing out a wall in their bedroom, at least in that way guests wouldn't see it and wondered what is that doing there he thought.

- No, because people won't be able to see it there. And he chuckled thinking that was exactly the point. She looked at him a bit confused and mad and he felt how he was getting into dangerous-zone again. 

- This is mine, not for everybody. He said trying to sound serious.

- Oh! I get it! She said and ran to him and hugged him. Because me is yours only! She said in his arms and he blushed again.

- Right. He answered clearing his throat again and feeling relief to know she was pleased now and he could continue working for real now.