𝕰𝖓𝖉 𝖀𝖕 𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖊 [ 5SOS ]

06. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕, yesterday's lunch with Dove went without any fights or provocations. This was because she talked a lot, about what she thinks we should do for the good of one and the other, and I just nodded positively and mumbled agreement here and there.

In conclusion, she talked to herself.

I'll be honest, I didn't listen to half of what she was saying. My mission was to devour my burger which contained everything I have a right to: meat, smoked cheese, bacon, egg, caramelized onion, and plenty of sauce. I was starving.

Dove, on the other hand, decided to eat only a Caesar salad. Is there anything as dull as a Caesar salad? Only her. They go perfectly together.

Despite my focus on the food, Dove seemed happy when we left the restaurant.

That worried me.

I had no way to clarify what we had agreed upon because she looked at her wristwatch and rolled her eyes saying that her alarm didn't go off and she was late for her workout. She quickly called an Uber and drove off, leaving me downtown alone.

In a way, it was a relief that she had to workout.

At home I had already noticed that every day, at the same time and twice a day, her cell phone rings with an alarm warning her of her workout time. And off she went to the home gym to get even fitter. I think it's an exaggeration to train twice a day, but she knows what she's doing. I don't want anything to do with it.

I don't even exercise once a week, I have very good genetics that allow me to maintain my ideal weight and still eat whatever I want. Those are the advantages of an accelerated metabolism.

I don't know if Dove's case is different, but I also never see her eating the same things as me, she only eats healthy and very green things.

I'm currently relaxing for a while in a city garden, with the volume of my headphones on maximum, but it's time to go back to the campus.

Already at the university I spend a few hours doing some ground recognition, as they say.

I know some of the rooms, including the music rooms, and I just want to break down the doors with so much excitement. I go into the library, the various cafes and restaurants that are part of the campus, and the gyms, of which there are three in total. I thank God I have not bumped into Dove in any of them.

I also visit the ice arena where Dove will have all her practices, the soccer field, and among other places, including the men's dormitory, but to my great regret I only pass by the outside. Who knows, maybe one day soon some guy will want to give me a tour of the inside.

Next thing I know it's dinner time, because you could say I stayed for a few hours in the library delighted with all the different kinds of books at my disposal.