Olive Green [GxG]

CHAPTER 6

AS I CAME through a double-wing door, I looked around the familiar restaurant. While my mum was talking to an attendant by the door we just came through, my eyes darted around the room. It still looked the same. Of course, much couldn't change in such a short time.

  Soon enough, the attendant took us to the table that Mum, or maybe her boyfriend, had reserved for tonight. As we reached a table with three chairs by the windows, a man, who was sitting there, stood up to greet us.

  Now, I could see the man better. He was probably of the same height as my father, and even looked like a decent guy—a gentleman. Mum's type, clearly. However, that was probably where the similarities ended. This man had longer brown-black hair and light-coloured eyes, I guessed blue.

  As I was absorbing everything I could about the new person, Mum exchanged greetings with him. Although it looked like they were just being careful. Most likely because of me.

  "You must be Sidney," the man said to me in a form of greeting, stretching out his hand, which I accepted.

  "Nice to meet you... sir."

  Henry-guy actually laughed, hearing my words, and my mum did too as we awkwardly stood by the table before he spoke to me, again, "Just Henry will do."

  Nodding, I watched Henry help my mum as he pushed her chair while I sat down on my own, feeling quite weird about these two lovebirds. Was I supposed to talk like that when it was my own parent? I guess not.

  Soon after, our waiter came with the menus, waiting for us to order something to drink. My eyes wandered over the offer while I was thinking whether some water would be enough or not. But as I was still choosing, the couple had already ordered, to which I heard Henry add a proposal for three wine glasses. I raised my eyebrow at that in a quiet question.

  "Oh, right. Does Sidney like red wine?" Henry asked, which made me look at my mum. She just shrugged but I still planned to get some water too, for safety.

  After our waiter left to get us our beverages, I turned the pages of the menu to the meals. I wasn't sure if I wanted some pasta, like last time, or something... with more meat. The steak sounded delicious, and I could be sure that here, it would most definitely be.

  "So, how's school?" Henry asked after the waiter left with the order.

  Furrowing my eyebrows, I looked up at the guy. School talk was boring and annoying for sure, but I had to admit that he was trying. Whatever it was. And so, for his own good, I just shrugged, "It's alright."

  From then on, they started a conversation on their own while, from time to time, they tried to make me get involved. Although I didn't really want to. Listening was enough as the topic was not something I was interested in—just boring adult talk.

  "I need to go to the lavatory," I announced while standing up. Mum only nodded as a sign of acknowledgment at my words.

  With the help of the signs on the long, dark wall of the restaurant, I found my destination. There was only one old woman, who was washing her hands as I went across the room into one of the nicely looking stalls.

  At that moment of almost complete silence, I realised there was music playing, probably throughout the whole restaurant. It slightly sounded like jazz now, but I wasn't really sure as I knew only the energetic kind, if that was even a thing, which the played one wasn't. I should really look it up sometime.

  I wasn't any expert in music, or in anything, but I liked these... not modern, very famous pop songs. Jazz was really relaxing, just like slow rock or classical music. Well, about the latter, it was more like bringing a new amount of emotions to life.