Lungs

the lunch

matt's pov


[london, 1pm]

i woke up to the sizzling sound in the kitchen. i get up from the bed and head to the source of the sound just to saw a very familiar face that i love. excitedly.

"CLAIREEEEE!!!" -matt

i immediately hug her from the back. then, she turns herself and hug me too. we're both smiling to each other.

"omg claire. i miss you girl" -matt

"me too. but you suffocating me and im holding this hot spatula, so you better let go of me"

i release her from my hug. i just realised the hug was very tight. but what can i do, i really do miss her.

"what are you doing?" -matt

"im cooking, you blind ass"

"i know, but why? i thought you bought me something from the cafe"

"i did. i brought a breakfast but you didn't wake up till just now. so i cook you lunch"

"but, there's nothing in the- "

i open the refrigerator and find it full of the new groceries. i swear the fridge was empty before i left to new york.

"you know you dont have to do that claire. im planning to buy the groceries later" -matt

"trust me, you wont. i know you matt"

true actually. i dont really cook so why would i stock up my fridge. well, i am a terrible cook to be honest. and claire knew it. i tried to cook her a meal once, and neither of us can finish it. so we ended up order another meal instead.

"matt, can you pass me a plate, please" -claire

i stood up and open the cabinet. but it was all empty. dont blame me, i just moved here. i close it back and turn to claire.

"well, i dont think i have one actually. im quite surprise you can find a pan and a spatula"

"you got to be kidding me. are you really?"

"hehe, yes. but we can eat straight up from the pan, i guess"

"no, that's disgusting"

"it's really not, come on. i used to do this back in college. its okay"

i take the pan and put in the table. then, i take a fork and pass it to claire. we both sitting beside each other. the smell of the chicken salad is very good. it makes my stomach rumbles even more. unlike me, claire is a VERY GOOD cook. i remember i always finished up her packed lunch to the point she cooked for me too.

"this is so good. just like the good old times" - matt

"cmon. it's me. what do you expect" - claire

"you dont know this yet, but, youre the next gordon ramsay"

"thats way too dramatic. you're dramatic matt"

"well.. of course im dramatic, im an actor"

"talking about acting, are you really gonna do the play?"

"i guess. and talking about the play, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

i nudged her on the shoulder before she puts down her fork, making a wait sign gesture.

"first of all, im planning to. second of all, i don't know whether youre still alive or youre lost somewhere in europe or youre stuck in jungle. i dont know whats going on with you"

"woahhh, alright. to answer all of those, im okay"

"that's it? that's it you gonna say?"

"what??"

"i dont know. maybe you can tell me why you moved house? why this house is empty as it can get? why youre living alone? what happened with you guys?"

"chill off lady. i'll tell you, of course. but this salad, is too good to be ignore right now"

i take claire's fork and pass it to her again. then, we continue our lunch in silence for a minute. i turn to face her.

"what are you doing today?" - matt

"not much except i need to pick ivy around six"

"i guess you wont have a problem following me to the store"

"not at all. but im driving, cause you still look pretty tired"

"yeah okay. whatever you say"

after we both finished eating, i stand up to do the dishes, but claire stopped me.

"i'll do it" - claire

"you cook and i do the dishes. thats MORE fair"

"no. you do your laundry. or we gonna be late to the store"

"i can do both"

"no you're not. you gonna take 2 business days to get all done. so nope"

she grabbed the sponge on my hand before start to running the water.

"okay, miss foy"

i rolled up my eyes and do the air quote gesture before she kicked me. then, i turn to my bedroom to take my dirty laundry. i love and hate the fact that she is so kind to everyone. i mean, im scared if anyone use her for her kindness. for instance, the pay gap on the crown. if it wasn't for me and the responsible she hold, i am so certain that she will let that go easily. i remember her calling me at midnight, being 'scared' of how to approach the production instead of being mad at them. she said she didn't want to make a big deal. and that's the only thing that i hate about claire, she is TOO kind. i dont think i have find anyone like her before.