Coffee Stains - A novel based on The Fooo Conspiracy

10. morning routine

Thursday morning. I wake up in Oscars arms. I recall us falling asleep together on my bed after Harry Potter was over. Ok maybe I should correct myself: I wake up on Oscars arm. He lays on his back beside me, without a shirt on, his right arm lays under my head and feels surprisingly comfortable. His other arm lays on his very muscular and also very naked torso. The blanket is mostly mine and luckily he still wears his pants. After opening my eyes, I lift up my head to watch Oscar sleep. I realize that there is no pain and I smile. Oscar magically healed me over night. It definitely was the lasagne! I reach over Oscar to my nightstand and get my glasses. As soon as I have taken them on, Oscar jumps up and shrugs with a husky morning voice: "what time is it?" His hair is messier than ever and my heart just goes crazy. "It's 7.30" I say smirking after a look on my alarm clock. "Crap. I should've been at work like 30 minutes ago... I gotta unlock the doors. Fuck I'm so dead!" He says while jumping up and taking on his shirt. When he's done he goes with his hands through his hair and looks at me. "Yesterday was nice. We should repeat that some time. And then we'll also talk about what happened on Monday." He smirks at the memory. Suddenly he comes closer and kisses me on the head. "I'll see you later at work?" I can only nod before he is gone. What the hell was that? I shrug my shoulders because I don't really care since it all felt nice. Then I fall face forward back into my pillows. I can still smell him in them and I decide to spent some more time with that smell before I go and shower. I remember Oscar joking about an affair yesterday. And I try to picture what that would be like. It would probably be a weird experience to be a secret girlfriend. Would I want to do that? And watch him call someone else his? Maybe... Maybe not...

For the first time in two weeks I decide to call my best friend at home in Germany. Ellie. I miss her. But somehow I feel like I'm in a different life. A life of a person without anything to worry about except which of the thousand boxes lasagne in the fridge I should eat next. After ringing four times Ellie picks up while screaming something before she actually answers. "Eyyo! Klerii! What's up? Sorry about that... My brother ate my chocolate... How are the Swedish boys?" I smile at her voice and start telling her all about what happened with Oscar. "Klerii promise me one thing? Have fun. What happens in Sweden stays in Sweden I promise I won't judge" she says when I tell her about the joke with the affair. I can practically see her sheepish smile right in front of me. I guess she would like the idea. And I mean she's right. I should have some fun. It would only be for like three more weeks... "I'll remember your words when the boys want to go bungee jumping or something." I mock her and after some more gossiping and thinking about possibilities, we hang up. Slowly I roll myself out of bed and pick up my towel. The bathroom is right down the hall so I take of my cloths in my room and walk there just in my towel. As I get there, I put my phone in a position so the sound of my currently favorite song is louder then I drop my towel. As I don't even know your name by Shawn Mendes plays, I start dancing like a crazy person through the bathroom. The song is really groovy and I have come to love the tune.

"Oh you! You dressed up so nice

But all I could see was your eyes

Then the crowd came and poured you away and then you were gone

And I don't even know your name

All I remember is that smile on your face

And it'll kill me every day

Cause I dont even know your name!" I sing wrong and loud. Using my hairbrush as microphone. Ok you must really get a funny idea of me... The current situation: I'm dancing, naked, in the bathroom, in front of the mirror.
Like whaaaat????? I mean who doesn't do that every time they shower? Do you not do it?

When I finally get into the shower I am still dancing and singing. The next song that comes on is Så klart its a Swedish rappy song I've been hearing on the radio. So yeah... I know... I'm insane... It's just a matter of time that I hurt myself. Again. I've hurt myself several times in the shower before and I'm just saying... WHO DOES THAT? I should be glad that someone like Oscar is even joking about taking my virginity! Not to mention is willing to kiss me! When I get out of the shower I look at myself in the mirror. And then I realize something: if I hold my shoulders like that, they actually look kinda sexy...
Ok I think that is enough about me and my weirdness. So as my hair is all dried and I'm all dressed I'm ready to head off to work. Ready to face Oscar and everyone else. I'm wearing my Jean coloured harem pants with stitched flowers on them, a purple hoodie to go with my purple dyed hair and my Adidas sneakers.
Before I leave the house, I go to the fridge and take out Oscars Lasagne and some more of my own. Of course. I mean I would never leave the house without lasagne! What are you even thinking? And then I realize I have been talk-thinking to some random personall morning. Let's go to work!

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Lol ok this chapter was really disturbing I know... And let me just say that I take my inspiration from my actual own life... *got even more disturbing* you're welcome; :-* :-P :-P