Seasons of Love || Richard Camacho

28

May 9th

'Hello Alexander.' He gives me a kiss on my cheek. 'Good evening Winter. Good to see you again.' 'Yes it is, it's been a while.' We sit down in this nice restaurant and he fills me in about the situation. One of his friends wanted to go on a date with this girl, she demanded a dubble date. And young Alexander couldn't find a date, so he called me. He still thinks that he can't find a date because his nose is slightly too big for his face or because girls think he's out of their league. I actually think it's because Alexander is a fucking asshole with no sense of empathy and I don't think he will ever be able to love someone as much as he loves to talk about himself. I don't want to know how much he actually loves himself. A very pretty girl walks in with a very handsome young man. 'Hi, my name is Winter.' I introduce myself and I see how Alexander tries to impress his friend's date. A feeling of relief flows through me when Julia is not impressed. It would be too embarrassing if my date would steal Eli's date. But soon enough Alexander makes sure that Julia won't ever like him. Every time someone tries to tell something, he stops them and makes up a similar story, but about himself. It's super annoying and I want to throw hot soup over his dick. 'And so Abercrombie and Fitch offered me a job as one of their male models, but I had to turn it down. I don't want to be seen as just a nice piece of meat. I want to be seen as the good person I am.' I almost choke on a french fry. This is horrible. Julia is trying her best not to laugh, Eli is annoyed. So I decide to commit customer suicide. I wait until Alexander takes a sip of his red wine and then I start massaging his crotch. Surprise, he spills the red wine all over his white blouse. I pretend to be very sorry when he excuses himself to go to the bathroom. 'Okay, this is going to sound really bad, but this is our moment to leave. If you guys want to.' They do.

Eli and Julia drop me off at my flat. 'It was really nice meeting you, sorry that your date was shit.' 'Doesn't matter I had fun. Have a good night.' 'Thanks Winter, sorry again.' They don't need to be sorry, I am just happy that I let my customers pay before the date. I block Alexander's number and I climb the stairs to my home. When I'm in bed, I call Richard. 'Holaaaaaa!' 'Richard are you drunk?' 'Just a little little bit. I can't wait until you're here. You gonna see me dance, you gonna hear me sing. I'm gonna sing a song just for you. And I have surprise as well. You want me to tell you?' 'If you tell me, the surprise will be gone.' He gasps. 'You're right. You're such a smart girl. And very beautiful. I like you. I like you very much. I hope you will let me kiss you soon. I would like that.' I chuckle. 'Rick, you should go to sleep.' 'What did you say?' He sounds serious, but in a drunk way. 'Sorry Ricardo. Go to sleep. I'll be with you next time you go to sleep, so enjoy your alone time.' 'I don't want alone time. I want you.' I laugh, tell him to not let the bed bugs bite and I end the call. Falling asleep is a bit harder than I expected. I thought there would be super sweet dreams about how romantic London could be and how nice it would be to snuggle up to him in bed again, but now I am worrying about those things. I know I shouldn't worry, I have already let myself fall, there's no going back. It's not like I can stop these feelings. Maybe by sleeping with someone, but I don't want to hurt Richard. Because I like him. Yes. I like him. And I might as well let him get a little closer. Maybe.