I came back home at 5 A.M. Even though I was not feeling dizzy or stoned when I went to sleep, I was awaken by a terrible headache. Realizing it was almost 8 o'clock, I got up and dressed for the day. I was locking the door when Dean's voice raised behind me:
-So, this is where you live? Nice house.
-Thank you...What are you doing here?
-I had a couple of questions about last night.
-Hum...I mean... How do you know where I live?
-I followed you after the party and watched you sleep by the window.
I looked his way, uncertain of if he was joking or not.
-I'm kidding. I asked someone your last name and searched your address on Google.
- Never say that again, it was creepy as hell.
- Whatever. I was wondering if you have time for a coffee.
- You mean like a you and me on a date coffee?
- No, I mean like a "I need to know how you knew what was happening to me" coffee.
- In that case, no problem. Anyway, I am going to need a big dark one. I just need to pick something for Jet, I accepted before heading back inside to pick up my dog's harness.
Out again, I put it on Jet's back.
-We can go now.
*****
We went to a nice coffee shop near the campus. I joined him at the table, coffee in my hand. Jet laid down at my feet.
-So, what do you want to know? I asked him.
-How did you find me?
-I think you know the answer.
-You mean this stupid sheppard found me?
-First of all, he's not stupid. Secondly, yes.
-How?
-He has been trained for that.
-What do you mean?
-He has been trained to help people who live with anxiety.
-Who tells you I have anxiety?
-You had a panic attack yesterday.
-How can you possibly know that? You are a specialist?
I looked down at my cup, tightening my grip on the fragile material.
-Wrong question, sorry....
-No, it's... fine... Let's just say I am used to it...
-Is that why you always have your dog with you?
-Partly. You know when do not act like a jerk, you are kind of...
-Normal? he asked.
-Not quite the right word, but yeah.
-I hate being normal.
-We are two, I agreed before taking a sip of the hot drink. This thing is amazing, I whispered to myself.
-You are really that much hangover? Dean laughed. How many drinks did you have?
-Well....let me think....Nope...I do not remember.
-I don't understand what the fun is in going to a party where everyone is so drunk they don't even remember the night.
-Well.... there are the cute girls who really want to know you since you have a pretty cute shepherd.
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Perception
Genel KurguOur first perception of someone usually defines our relationship with them, but what happens when we try to go against it? Jason,a 24 years old university student, is living a normal life with his companion "Jet". Everything seems to go right until...