Star And Mr. Moon - [When Silence Speaks Louder](END)

CHAPTER 19 - First Breakfast

It felt a little bit weird waking up with someone else beside my bed you know... it was like...it felt alien, when I used to sleep on my own for over a decade and suddenly waking up with someone other than me in the beds, it was something that usually does not happen.

But I didn't mean it in a bad way...And doesn't mean I hate the feeling. It felt...less lonely to be precise.

That night...with that weirdo besides me, I can't sleep throughout the whole night. I wonder how this guy can sleep peacefully beside a stranger that he never saw before...not to mention this is also not his room and also not his bed. Yet he didn't care about sleeping next to someone like me(stranger)

Kinda peculiar.

Am I the only one feeling this way??

I try to recall if I ever happen to see this face before...did I actually know this guy? Why does it seem like this stranger knows me...but for some reason I can't recognise this person...I tried to think hard, staring at the guy's face while he was asleep. I almost looked like a freak staring at a person that was sleeping but still.... I can't remember anything about this person.

Impossible. I know I'm right... I never saw this person EVER in my life. But to my question...why the heck am I willingly wanting to help this guy...this is not usually like me...

I am not someone that easily helps anyone other than myself. Let alone if it was a stranger that had nothing to do with me. But him...this is the first time I do something ridiculous like this...

I kept thinking to myself as I drove my car to the city with the guy that simply sat in the passenger seat beside me.

That morning as soon as we woke up, I'm planning to bring him outside to take some breakfast first. I'm pretty sure he was hungry. I picked up a pair of suitable shirts and pants before asking him to wear them.

Accurately, I was the one who helped him to wear the clothes actually...or no, I believe it will take time for him to figure out how to wear the clothes. It's kind of troublesome indeed but... I'm kinda used to it now. Maybe because he really just didn't know how to interact with things so much.

Now I wonder... just where the hell he came from that he didn't even recognise how to do the most basic human things.

I stole a glance at him from the car mirror...he just looked outside with mesmerized looks plastered on his face. He really looks like a kid that first time came down to the city. Did he never go to the city before?

But somehow... it's a pleasant view to see. He looks... happy.

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After what was like half an hour driving, Finally, I stopped and parked my car near this one restaurant that I am familiar with. As I got out of the car, the guy then followed me. I guess he already figured out how to open and close the car's doors. Good job.

"Aah! Zee! What a pleasant surprise. Long time no see son! How are you doing?"

A middle aged woman came and greeted me. That is the owner of the restaurant by the way. She was one of my customers that greatly appreciated my work. I used to draw a mural here on the wall of her restaurant when I'm not that well known in the country.

"Hello Mrs. Fern. I'm good, how are you? I see the restaurant is just getting bigger"

"I'm doing fine as well. Yes, my restaurant is getting bigger, indeed. I have opened a few more new restaurants in the city as well."

"I see. It was a pleasant thing to hear"

"Anyway what brings you here Zee?"

I scratch the back of my head.