The anatomy of a champion • I •

8.

I barely slept for an hour and woke up spontaneously, shaking my head, looking around the room in wonder. Max was fast asleep next to me and it really wasn't my intention to wake him up. So i got up slowly from the bed with the feeling that the legs weren't listening properly but I forced myself to snap out of the state in order to get out of there as soon as possible . I took the clothes that were thrown around the room and began to dress quietly.

Hurried to get to the phone, which was probably full of notifications, especially from Diana. And that's exactly how it was, 2 missed calls, 21 messages, 20 of them were from Diana and one from my mother who wanted to know if i had a good time at the festival. Well...I did have fun...feeling my cheeks redden at the thought of what happened a couple of hours ago.

Of course that i was excited and glad that i had wittness the masterpiece of a show made by the Arctic Monkeys, but that was not the highlight of the evening...

The phone clock showed 5:45 am and I started to panic. I quickly looked around through the room to make sure i didn't forget something, because that should have been just the cherry on top of the cake, for him to think that i left things on purpose as a reason to meet again. In this rush of looking through the room, I couldn't help noticing various marketing objects with the RedBull brand, but I didn't linger too long on that idea and started to search for an application to find a taxi. Before leaving that room, i wanted to take just one last glimpse at him ...i took a deep breath and went out the door, his hotel room, forever.

Arriving in the hotel lobby, I felt, if not like a thief, maybe like a prostitute who just left the client well satisfeid back in the room. I passed by the hotel staff with my head on the phone to avoid any visual contact and at the moment I stepped outside a feeling of relieve took over my mind. Before the taxi arrived, I quickly grabbed a cigarette that i ve been craving for far too long.
I was smoking with such a thirst that I didn't even realize how quickly it was over; immediately lighting another one, but this one savoring it with pleasure as if it was the last cigarette in the world, not being ready to reach the end of the filter.

In short time, the taxi arrived and I got into the car, telling the driver the address of the apartment. He began driving in the dawn that was slowly beginning to show its first rays.
I leaned my head on the car window trying not to fall asleep and took out my phone to send a quick text to Diana "I'm in a taxi, I'll be there in a few minutes" and so it was.

Diana, to my surprise, was waiting for me in the door frame. When we came face to face, none of us uttered a word, I smiled discretely and Diana put her arm over my shoulders "a quick shower for you lady and straight to bed, I think we have a lot to talk about over coffee in the morning"

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It was 12 o'clock when we decided it was time to get out of the bed and dress up to go for a brunch. While in the bathroom I surpressed a smile watching myself in the mirror remembering the great night I had and I noticed that some marks of Max were slightly imprinted on my body. Images of his face and body apperead in my head. Diana knocked on the door and i was brought back to reality. "Your face says that you really enjoyed that night" I blushed. Of course Diana was curious about probably every detail.

"I will tell you everything at brunch" i said to her passing by towards the bedroom.
"Ok fine, let's hurry because I need about a liter of coffee and about 10 cigarettes to listen to everything you did last night" she said before entering the bathroom