After teaching me how to swallow a whole sandwich without warning, we both decided that it was time for a break and we both locked ourselves in our bedrooms. Obviously, we slept in different rooms, so that we wouldn't bother one another. He, on one hand, snores like a moose gone in heat, whereas I casually wait for my insomnia to show some mercy, which usually happens after all ordinary, sane people are already caught in the middle of their dreams. Or nightmares. Yeah, sometimes I find myself envying unconscious individuals, cause problem solved per se .
After a heavy night where my precious sleeping routine finally took its toll on me, I find myself undergoing what can only be described as a resuscitation, at a time when only babies can possess the strength of being conscious and lively. My " partner " was striking again..I landed on my face , hitting the side of the cozy pillow, consequently letting out a resonating groan, which ultimately made me want to bury myself alive under the warm, delightful blanket, attempt which unfortunately did not last due to mysterious tribulations manifesting downstairs. My " partner " must have gone mad, seems a pretty accurate excuse, at a time like this.
" Are you sleepwalking again, you dumb-o! " I shouted, eager to settle down the continuous hazard spoiling my inner tranquility.
" No?! " his voice replied , then another sharp sound was produced.
" What's it gonna take to silence you for good ? " I asked, sarcasm mode on.
" Your immediate assistance ? " then came back quickly.
He was having business in the kitchen. AGAIN. Turning the refrigerator upside down. What was he so desperately searching for ?? His dead relatives ?! If only that was the case..
" What seems to be the problem dearest ? Did you lose something ? "
" Yeah, my temper, if that's the case. "
" What's the issue ? Not enough food to look at ? " I was pissed and my mood was justified. He realized that and instead of pleading for forgiveness, he returned the favor.
" Your remarks are , as always, sudden and uncalled for. I appreciate that. "
" Would you prefer I place you in quarantine ? " I scoffed him.
He scowled back. " Why don't you go back into hibernation mode. Oh, it must be hard, given you sleep like a baby, waiting to grow up. "
That was it. My level of tolerance was dramatically decreasing, so I decided to cut the bullshit and get some answers so that a sudden seizure is to be avoided.
" Calm down Sherlock, what's your curios case ? "
" Milk. And beer. I am incomplete right now. "
What a revelation. His two great buddies left him once again. What a catastrophe.
" It's sunny outside, how about you go retrieve your belongings ? I'm sure they're waiting for you to purchase them. "
" I'll grab my car. Come with. "
That gesture was new. He actually invited me to accompany him for a shopping session. Me ? He must really be bored. Perhaps also lonely.
" Say what ? You're afraid of being kidnapped by strangers ? "
" No, I was hoping we could hand out and pick out what we need for tonight. Care to accept the sensitive offer ? " he then stuck his tongue out.
" I pick the soundtrack for the road trip. "
" If that's your term. Just make sure I don't fall asleep while driving. "
I scoffed. The last thing I would want is to fall victim to his endless track of insufferable melodramatic elegies , designed in a punk-rock fashion, so to address the matter. Hey, I'm a fan of the guy, his taste in music puts me off though.
