After splitting, the short silhouette that was Elijah walked directly home, he was pretty sure that night he was going to make his own dinner. When he opened the door, his heart froze. The lights were on and he could hear noises. He prayed as he made his way to the kitchen, from which the noises seemed to come from. He rolled the papers he got during class and grabbed them with both hands.
The instant in which hewas in the arch that gave entry to the kitchen he calmed. It was a young man, crouched over a huge suitcase, it wasn't his suitcase.
"Who are you!?" Asked Elijah
The stranger raised hishead, with a calm and the same time a cheerful expression.
"Ah, you must be Elijah. I'm Uriel, your roomie" He offered his hand, but he removed it when the black haired one didn't shake it. "Can you help me?"
"I did not know I had one"
"Well, I guess now you do"
Touche.
Urieltook a big glass jar out of the suitcase and gave it to his now even more confused roomate. "Here"
"What is this?" Asked while shaking the sealed jar, making the strange vibrant pink liquid inside it move.
"My baby, my son" Elijah squinted his eyes and his mouth thighed in clear disgust "It's a joke, is just a drink. Put it on the fridge."
Uriel gave two more jars, each with a different substance inside, Elijah closed the refrigerator.
"Thank you so much, dude. I owe you one."
"What about a drink?"
"You actually believed it?" Uriel snorted
"What is it then?"
"That, is science my friend"
He still had the face of a really young man, it was hard to pinpoint but Elijah never saw anyone close to Uriel, not even in his classroom. He was tall and thin. His skin was white, almost transparent and his frizzy hair was so fair that he reminded him of the virgin snow that was around his house in the mountains every morning.
The blond took the suitcase to the bedroom and started to unpack his clothes. Elijah, who was still assimilating the fact that he had to share the apartment with someone else removed his jacket and left it in the hanger. Of course he had a companion, the apartment had two bedrooms, it was totally normal to share a place. The boy unrolled the papers and placed them in the small table of his room. He took one of the Three Saints books and tried to read it again.
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Ficción GeneralElijah has moved to the great capital of Nova Lucia as a student of the Faith of the Good Book. It seemed like his stay was going to be calm and he even has made a friend, Antonio. But his roomate, Uriel, seems to have different plans. This is an ad...
