As Long As I Am With You

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I opened my eyes, the sun shining outside. I stretched my limbs and yawned. I stared at the ceiling, few weeks left before classes start. I got out of the bed and took a hot shower. I've decided to take a break from the coffee shop, I've been working there for a while now. Y'know? At least have a date with yourself.

I wore my sweatpants and a simple shirt, I honestly don't know what to do today since it's my day off. I made my way to the kitchen to cook myself some breakfast, I decided to cook scrambled eggs with salsa.

While eating, I searched up in the internet What can you do when you are bored at home by yourself? I scrolled down and down.

Go to a movie. Nah, I can do that here and I've been watching so many movies, really. Try a new workout class. I don't think I can do that, I tried doing yoga for a week and let me tell you, my body felt like I just got back from war. Gaze at the stars. It doesn't sound bad, I might do that. Experiment in the kitchen. Oh, sounds great. I never tried baking so I might try later then eat it.

Oh and if you ask, how are you and Apollo? We're doing pretty well, we've been dating for a while now. I've talked to his mom and dad too, thank God and the heavens they loved me. He looks so much like his Dad though. The eyes, nose. Like Dad, like son I guess. They told me so much about him, how naughty he was when he was young. They shared a story where Apollo surprised everyone with his voice, they didn't know he could sing. Well, honestly he's a good singer. Really talented guy. Who would've thought he'd sing for me?

I finished eating and washed the dishes. I entered my room and got my art kit with me. Yup, you heard that right. I decided to paint random things, I used to love painting but I don't exactly know what happened with that hobby and how I got tired from it.

I grabbed my old sketchpad, I looked at my old artworks. Cringe worthy artworks by the way. My eyes wandered the room, what can I paint? An idea popped out of my mind. I stood up from the floor and opened the curtain, revealing some of the buildings of New York.

I smirked and sat down on the floor again, I started to sketch out the building in front of my apartment. After getting satisfied with my sketch, I started to paint the building, also I prefer watercolor, since they give soft vibes. After painting, I started to outline the drawing with my pen. Am I the only one who sticks their tongue out when they're so focused? I mean I also don't breathe, whenever I outline. Hoping that I won't make any mistakes. Please tell me I'm not the only one.

I smiled when I finished my simple drawing, I think it's kinda cute. I'm glad my drawing and painting skills are still alive.

(© to Pheobe Atkey)

"What else should I doodle.." I questioned myself, mumbling under my breath. Pen resting on my lips, I sighed when nothing popped in my mind. I closed my sketchbook and returned them. I stood up and decided to bake banana bread. I have watched Prim bake, but never helped her. She do the cooking and baking, I do the eating. Easy.

I made my way to the kitchen, phone on my hands searching for the recipe. I finally found one, I got the ingredients out and tied my hair, and wore my apron. I stretched my arms and hips, I hope I won't burn this place or I'll end up living on the streets.

"In a large bowl, combine flour, baking soda and salt. In a separate bowl, cream together butter and brown sugar." I read the direction out loud. I nodded and acted as if I'm in a cooking show. I poured flour on the measuring cup and made a mess. That's when I knew it, I'm gonna fuck this up so bad.

I cleaned my mess and decided to blast some music, while following the directions I swayed my hips side to side as I was vibing. After for a few minutes I finished following the directions, it's in the oven, heating up and I have to wait for about an hour.

An idea popped in my mind, what if I bring the bread with me and I go outside and watch the sunset and eat it there. Brilliant, I'll do that then. While waiting for the bread to finish, I fixed my bag and got my outfit ready.

After taking another shower, I smiled when the smell of the bread filled the house. I did a great job, bois. I wore my outfit and headed to the kitchen. I got the pan out of the oven, and moved the bread into the container. I put it inside my bag, I got myself ready and left the apartment.

I don't know any place to watch the sunset except for the hill where Apollo brought me. I took the cab, and arrived there for about fifteen minutes. I walked myself to the hill and sat on the bench. I removed my mask and took a bite from the bread.

My eyes widened from the taste of the bread, I stood up and jumped around, "I can fucking bake" I screamed and took another bite, really happy. I guess this is an achievement, huh? Prim would be so proud of me right now. Thank God I'm alone here, though I shouldn't stay late. It's kinda scary to be alone at night.

I watched the sun set, damn it's so peaceful to be here. Feels like I'm the only person left on earth. After the sun has set, I walked myself home. As I was walking, the sidewalk was kinda busy I bumped onto someone.

"I'm sorry." the person said. The voice sounds familiar though, I lifted my face. I recognized the person, our eyes met. I saw his eye widen,

"Winter, is that you?" Robert said, he let out an awkward giggle. I had a sudden flashback of all the bullshit he did when we we're together. Anger rised up, I balled my fists. That fucking face, I definitely did not miss that.

My eyebrows furrowed, "No" I said. His expression changed, "Really? but you lo—" I cut him off.

"You got the wrong person" I said coldly and went past by him. I walked fast and took the subway instead. I arrived at my place, I got inside my apartment and I plopped myself down on the bed, sighing.

I could've bumped to a stranger, there are seven billion people on the world why does it have to be him?

I closed my eyes and sighed deeply, "He still ugly though" I mumbled and chuckled. That's right, Winter. You have someone better now, Robert doesn't deserve your attention, even a bit of it.