-Win from the lose- Joost KleinXCarrina(you)

~It wasn't a hate, just a disliking~

Ebi: Aliii Carrinaaa!
Ebi and I were at my car park.
"Carrina, let me grow up, I'm going to prepare the papers and organize my apartment."
Abby: Alaiii-
"Go home safely Ebi!"
I cut her off
Abby: Whatever.
Ebi rolled her eyes and started walking. I watched her walk away until she stopped, turned and came back for a hug.
"I knew you would come back"
As she was shorter than me, her head was up to my collarbone. I patted her on the back.
Abby: I know.
We broke our embrace, she ran to her apartment, which was nearby, and I got into my car.
There was a deep silence.
I leaned my head back, exhaled from fatigue and left my bag on the passenger's seat.
"How I need a cigar now.."
I said to myself. I took the keys out of my bag and started the car. That idiot Joost made me want cigars. He looked tired from above. I don't know why he threw a cigar at me from above, I don't know what I did to him to make him behave like that, I always behaved in accordance with my profession and work. He is even the one who needs to apologize, to adjust our relationship. His behavior is simply not acceptable, and neither is the behavior of the other contestants. Gunnhild is an exception. She is a nice and well behaved girl. I should be paying attention to her song tomorrow at her rehearsal.

After the ride, I came home. I took off my sneakers and ran into the room. I threw my bag on the floor next to the bed and threw myself on the bed. My face was on the pillow. Fatigue ate me up. I heard the vibration of my phone from my bag so I got up and took my phone out of my bag. It was a notification fromIt was Bryer. The colleague to whom I gave the second Eurovision ticket. I opened his message.

                                   Contact:
                                     Bryer

>Hey Carrina, i know its late but are you still in Malmö by any chance?

                                    Hi Bryer, No i just got home.
                                         Do you need something?<

>Oh... I thought we could hang out a little bit because i know you are staying sometimes at Ebi's place  sooo....

                                          Damn, maybe next time.<

>Are you free tomorrow?

                                                               Idk, i will see<

>Alright, Goodnight!

                                                                  Goodnight<

Why does Bryer wants to hand out with me? Probably some business talk.I got up from my bed and changed my clothes. I was wearing shorts and a tank top. It was really hot. I sat down on the sofa and took my laptop from the table. I started typing something on it, I was preparing some papers for Eurovision next week. A big deal about a music competition. As a child, I watched Eurovision every year, and I remember Montenegro one year. They were the first, they opened the competition, but the song was..... questionable..... It managed to get stuck in my head for so long. My family hated Eurovision, everytime they heard that Eurovision is playing on television they would immediately turn the television off and start a big argument so i always gad to watch it in my neighbours houde with an excuse. I still don't believe how they believed me for my brother's imaginary sickness that i came uo with it so i could watch with them.

Some time later I left everything and went to sleep.

when I woke up, I dressed in something that finally looked like me.