It's over thirty minutes. Bill picked up our orders at the restaurant and now, we're on the way back to the hotel. Michael and I still don't talk to each other. Ugh.
"We've arrived."
Michael gets out of the car and goes into the elevator all by himself. He left both me and Bill.
"Are you guys okay?"
"He's angry at me for what I did to him..."
"Shall I talk with him?"
"No, I'll take care of him. Give me our food. You may rest now."
"Okay."
I keep sighing in the elevator. Do I go into the room? I have nowhere to go anyway. I open the door slowly and see Michael staring outside of the window. I just sigh quietly and put our lunch on the table.
"Laura, I-"
He finally looks at me.
"I was angry for no reason."
I just stare at him and I know my face looks really sad.
"But tell me before you do something, okay?"
"Okay..."
"Alright..."
"Michael, I'm sorry, too."
"Forget it now. I'm starving."
He sits at the table, takes out his lunch-box and starts eating. I've already decided to have lunch after him so, I go outside of the room.
"Where're you going?"
"I'll be back."
I close the door and walk to the hotel-balcony. I still don't know what made him upset with me. Maybe, because he's a perfectionist? That might be the reason but...I don't understand...
"Laura..."
I turn back and see Michael peaking at me behind the door and motioning at me to come in.
"Why are you here? I thought you're having lunch."
"Well, that's boring..."
"Because you're alone?"
"Yeah..."
"Okay, I'll join you."
"And first, take off my make-up, please?"
"Sure..!"
We walk inside the room again. He dared to come out because there was literally no one in the hall.
I start my process of getting rid of the foundation on his face, neck and hands. Michael's been staring at me since I began. I look at him.
"Something's on my face?"
"No..."
"O...kay."
I finish up and get up.
"Babe..."
There he calls me babe again. We're now officially good.
"What you did was actually brilliant."
"Do you think so?"
"Who would've thought about acting like an impersonator in that short time?"
"Me, obviously."
"Yeah, haha. I was upset because you know I'm a perfectionist, right?"
"Uh huh."
"I was surprised and not prepared for that at all. And I was in the middle of the crowd... That's why I was angry."
"I know, Michael..."
"So, I think we're good now?"
"We're always good."
"Now, let's continue having our lunch."
"Sure."
I take away all the make-up removing stuff and join in to have my lunch with him.
In the evening, we went to the Pantheon. We both decided to stay in the car this time. I don't dare to do anything. Michael told me about some historic stuffs he knows about it and I just listened to him. Of course, he gave me some time to get out of the car and take photos.
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