Tea Shop Love

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Down in my sanctuary, which was basically my room once I had locked all three doors and turned the volume of my skull-candy pink headphones up, I was ready to waste some time and get inspired. Lately my time at the Tea Shop consisted of all my day and seeing as tomorrow was my free day I was planning on grabbing a coffee and spend the night looking through the photographies I had done at the tea shop. That was the plan, but obviously first went my natural instinct to roam through the internet with no purpose what so ever!

Snoop Lion's here comes the king accompanied me through the recently discovered clothing website I had found after watching a video of the smallest but lethal blue-ringed octopus. I know, it makes no sense, that's why I clicked on the website and started looking through the possible but never bought outfits I loved! Well I did by something, a silver long skater dress, three pairs of the hottest and cutest lingerie and a minions jumper (a/n: I love minions! I buy almost everything related). Scroll, scroll, check, amplify, back... that was my life for at least the following two hours.

About a thermo and a half of coffee and some good old shopping I was inspired and ready to see the result of the shooting. I never look at the pics I take until I'm done and have them all together on my screen, so it was always refreshing to look at it for the first time.
There were really good representations of the shop playing with light and colour, but I needed something else for the competition. I knew some of the juries from what I had heard around I they were certainly not easy to impress. So seeing as I was not finding THAT piece I quickly passed along the gallery.
Suddenly a beautiful shot of Max laughing at something outside the frame came up, stopping I took a look at the next. Max had his head thrown back laughing even harder. The following was a sequence of Max having a laughing fest while slowly Alex appeared bit by bit. I had found beauty, pure innocent happiness. The last one however took my breath away. Alex was down on one knee while he covered a smiley Max' eyes and held in his hand a mixture of the new tea he had prepared. The image was a hundred times better because the light that entered the shop went through the red glass windows and made the rest of the room a wide range of white's and black's with the exception of the red reflection upon the two figures.
I wanted that one, I even wanted it in my private gallery, but would Alex be okay with this? Most importantly, was I really going to be able to ask him?

I had no answer to those questions popping up in my head every five seconds and knowing I was never going to find a better shot I shut my mac ready to make it a day and let my future me deal with them.
I got my pyjamas while I charged my phone which had died hours ago and left to the bathroom. On my way back to my room I stopped at the ray of light shinning from the closed living room door. Maybe the guys were there and I was really not that tired so I walked in just in time to see Yane straddling an almost naked Puck.
"Oh my gad! Oh my gad! Guys I'm sorry, I saw nothing, keep on with that, or not, I don't care... I'm leaving now, just imagine I was never here!" That I had managed to say in record time, but not even as fast as I ran to my room and jump in my bed faking to be asleep. The last bit maybe was a self defence mechanism for my poor self which had had to witness those two making out like there was no tomorrow.
Once my inner self had stopped ranting about how Yane had said nothing and Puck either and what a pair of bad friends I was able to hear the soft laughter coming from the room I had recently sprinted from and without noticing a smile crept my face full of contempt for my very happy friends which I loved.

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Here in Spain when you let yourself sleep until your own body gets up they called it a christian wake-up (Despertar Cristiano). It's one of the first things Marc ever taught my and every time I can I would turn my phone off and sleep for hours. Sometimes I would sleep eight hours others I would almost waste a whole day sleeping.
Today however I was up around three p.m. With the biggest smile and the most relaxed atmosphere. Of course I was planning on keeping it that way so I started preparing a bath with the new aromatic candles Yane had bought for my last birthday and a set of other products she said would make any woman happy. That together with my glass of white Perro Verde wine and a pack of white Oreo cookies I was in my own private paradise.
I could feel myself slowly drifting into slumber when the door slowly crept open. Well there goes my relaxing day...

"Hey beautiful, need someone to help you in there?" Even with my eyed closed tight I could recognise his voice. I knew he had been having some stressful days. He was above all my friend.
"Marc come in if you want but shut up and close the door" my answer was as playful as his intentions. I kept one eye closed taking a peek at the sculptured behind of my roommate whistling at him when his underwear came off. Obviously he cracked a laugh but I could see he was troubled with something but Marc was more a 'let me tell you when I want to' type of guy so I let it slip. Feeling his hands down my shoulders and swiftly moving me forward he was in no time behind me on the bathtub. I laid down resting my back on his chest while my fingers draw patterns on his upper leg letting time slip away.

"I'm moving to London in six months, I have no choice this time, they say it's time for me to stand up and earn my position in the company." The shock my face held remind hidden from him as my hands slowly searched for his trying, at least for once, to comfort him. "You know what they say, you can't forever be a child" Letting out a forced laugh and squeezing his hand seemed to be enough for him to move his arms around my waist and whispering with a smirk " I will always be a kid beautiful, just promise to come visit?" Shocked by the questioning tone his words held I playfully slapped him "Marc, did you seriously doubt that? Who's gonna show you London if not?"

No more words were spoken, if you ask me I don't even think more words were needed.

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Walling into the living room Puck ran next to me ambushing me with I don't know what about a picture in Facebook. "Puck shut the f*ck up, I was having a very relaxed and peaceful day so lets keep it like that please!" I could see him smile, a extremely creepy smile, a smile that said "you're going down" and he seemed happy to know I was relax because he was about to bombard me with something bad. Obviously I rose my eyebrow in expectation.

"Baby doll I found this picture in the Facebook wall of a friend from college" with that he turned his phone towards me. FRICKING F*UCK TO THE NO! That stupid bimbo girl I had had to queue behind in the supermarket had posted a shot of me with a face of disgust on my face saying 'when the one behind has such a boring life that judges yours'. Well there goes my peacefulness...

"Puck I wanna know name, and I want my mac! What a b*tch, she had been talking about her wanting to try having sex with more than four men at a time because she had too many on her 'to-do-list'! Like seriously, what face would you put if that was screamed and tuned in a high pitched voice?" Full of rage I took a peek at the girl's name and went straight to my room bur not before smirking at Puck and remind him "oh Puck? Tell Yane she can stop hiding, I'm okay with it but we will talk..." The blush on his face was priceless but he quickly looked at his feet and murmured a 'will do'. C'mon! I was gonna have as much fun as I could teasing those two, it's payback for all those days of laughing at me for things I didn't even understand.

Two hours later I was happy with myself, well until three very annoying roommates barged into my personal space a.k.a my room. "You told her off?" "Girl that b*tch is so dead, you smashed her!" "I think you are even more sexy now" Wait, what? I was into my own world I had no idea who had said what or if those had been their exact words.
"What the hell are you three talking about?" I was back to reality and Yane was on my mac opening the photo of that b*tch, but instead of my simple comment there were about fifteen new comments telling the girl to shut up, to stop being such a sl*t or telling me I was right!
"Well I am extremely surprised... I was expecting her to delete it and on with our separate lives! Well that proves my point of her being a skank!" They were looking at me wide eyed obviously surprised.
"Guys I was having an awesome day and I released all my steam with that awesome comment. Yu can keep staring at me or we can go roll some joints and watch Matrix or play Pictionary!" (A/n: game in pairs were u draw what the other team tells you and your partner has to guess by the drawing)
Expectedly the three said their yes' each one wierder than the other and we laughed all the way ready for some burning and laughing.