Roundtrip(18+) On behalf of Hunter Green

16

After I overslept in the car, I stopped at a cafe.
After I drove into the tattoo parlor.
--- Hello old man.
---Hello.
I shook Brendan's hand.
This is a tattoo master.
All that is on me is his doing.
--- What are we going to do? --- he asked.
--- Dick knows. What do you recommend?
He handed me a picture magazine.
I leafed page by page.
Everything was old. Half of this is already on me.
Then I settled on some hieroglyphs.
--- What kind of crap is this? --- I pointed him at the picture with my finger.
--- This is a symbol of insight.
Hmm .... I laughed.
I haven’t done such shit yet.
--- Well then, come on.
--- Is this? --- he was surprised.
---Well yes.
I leaned back in his chair and he came up to me.
--- Where to do?
--- Come on over the eyebrow.
He put on gloves and picked up a typewriter.
It is such a pleasant feeling when you are touched by a needle and after it remains a drawing.
There is nothing sick about this.
Well, to me personally.
twenty minutes later he was completely finished.
I looked at myself in the mirror. Nothing like that.
Payed off with him and went to the university.

I walked along the path to the university and saw Tris.
She was sitting on the grass, holding a book. Her attention was completely focused on the book.
I smiled at the picture I saw.
except her, no one else.
I quietly went up to her and closed my eyes with my hands.
--- Hunter.
How did she guess?
I kissed her on the lips and sat next to her.
--- What are you doing, Tris?
--- I read.
Picked up her book.
What nonsense is she reading?
--- History? --- I laughed.
--- Yes. And what is it? --- she asked.
--- Nothing. What could be interesting there?
--- I don’t know. Maybe the women of that time were more restrained than now?
--- It’s good that we are in the wrong time. Otherwise, I would have to wait for you for several years.
I leaned towards her and kissed her.
--- Would you wait?
Our lips touched.
--- Tris, I would have been waiting for you three hundred years later.
Well, to be honest, if it weren’t for debt, I would never have approached her.
--- The liar.
--- Nooo.
We laughed.
--- Is this new?
Tris ran her fingers over my new tattoo.
--- Yes, I did this morning.
---What does it mean?
--- That means .....--- I took her fingers and stuck them in my mouth. Slowly caressing them with my tongue.
---..... Means that "I will not tell you."
I laughed and she removed her hand.
--- Why? I'm wondering.
--- Do not even ask. Because you will not hear the answer.
she bowed her head and rolled up a bag. In it I saw sandwiches.
Uh ... what the hell is she eating?
--- What is it? --- I poked a hand at him.
--- This is my lunch.
--- Tris, what kind of muck are you eating?
--- This is not disgusting, but an ordinary sandwich with chicken and cheese.
--- I do not want to hear it .....
I got up, took her hand and lifted. Tris took a backpack.
--- Come on .--- I commanded.
A minute later we were near the cafe, I opened the door and came in, and she followed me. Then I took Tris by the arm and we went forward.
Behind the bar stood this checked-in aunt who was always staring at me.
--- We walked through the bar .-- Tris said.
Well, of course they have.
I definitely won’t sit here. Among the jerk and idiots.
---I see.
I brought her to the next room.
David, Scott and the others sat at the table ..
David waved his hand at us.
I rolled my eyes.
Damn, they were just missing.
--- Shit .--- I said, barely audible.
holding hands we went up to them. They examined us from head to toe, and were whispering about something.
Well, of course, fucking gossips. It’s about to begin. Where? What? When?
--- Hi guys .--- said Tris.
They hate you, and you smile so sweetly at them.
Then I sat next to Scot, and I next to her.
--- Nuuu ......-- Janine began .--- How are you?
Fucking actress.
Pretending to know nothing.
--- Janine ....
I looked at her with anger.
--- What, I’m just curious. Are you dating now?
--- Actually ....--- Tris began, but I interrupted her.
--- Actually, it's none of your business.
and if not for you, I would live in peace now.
--- Hmmm ....--- Christine made a sound.
“Do you have a new tattoo?” David asked. Finally, at least someone translated the topic.
--- Yes. Today I got it.
--- Cool.
A waiter came up to us.
I ordered meat and side dish, and Tris salad and spaghetti.

so we sat for about half an hour. Tris spoke with Kristina and Janine, and I with David and Scott.
David told me about his father, who wants to take him on a vacation to Australia, but I hardly heard him.
I was bothered by Janine.
No matter how much she said.
every time she said something, I turned around.
Then he got up, whispered in Tris’s ear that was in the restroom, and went out.

In vain we came here. Now Janine will say too much and ruin everything.
But on the other hand, she cannot do it. She needs a movie.
I came back.
--- Okay guys. I was glad to talk with you, but I have to go.
Tris got up from the table.
--- See you again .-- Janine shouted after us.
We went outside.
--- It was very tasty .--- she said.
--- Why are you telling me this? I wasn’t cooking it.
--- Yes, but you brought me here.
She hugged me.
naive Tristian.
--- What is it, Hunter?
---Nothing.
--- I see that something is bothering you.
--- I wanted to sit together with you, I did not think that we would meet with them.
--- What is it? They are your friends. Everything is fine.
Hmm ... friends. If you knew what kind of friends they were, you would hardly be so happy.

we walked around the park.
Her phone rang.
---Hi, Dad.
We have stopped.
--- All is well. I study.
She sat on a stone, and I perched behind her.
“I have good news.” She said.
I stroked her shoulder.
--- I was hired to work in the library, and as soon as I get paid, I will immediately come to you.
What? Where is she going? What other trip?
--- No, no. This is a weekend.
She continued to talk on the phone.
--- Good. And I love you.
She put down the phone.
--- Are you serious? --- I was angry.
---What?
--- About the trip home.
--- Yes, of course. I want to see my father.
--- Why didn’t she say anything?
I'm starting to boil.
--- There was no suitable case.
--- What the hell is the incident? --- I started screaming at her. Then I rose sharply.
--- What is so here?
--- Tris, you are going to leave, but I don't know that.
--- This is just for the weekend.
It was not in my plans.
--- And at the expense of work? Was there also no suitable case?
What other job does she go to? What kind of dad who cannot give money to his daughter?
--- Hunter, calm down. I would say to you. I just forgot.
I forgot how it infuriates.
--- Yes, it's all in the ass.
I shouted and left.
--- Hunter .-- Tris called out to me.
But I don’t want to talk about something now.
Why is it so difficult with her?
Why exactly her?
So many heifers around, but I got the most problematic.

Tris called me all day, but I didn't want to talk to her.
then I saw one message on the answering machine.
I clicked on him and heard Tris's voice.
"Hunter, forgive me. I would definitely tell you about work and the trip. I just haven’t thought about this yet. Call me back. I’ll wait. I will love you."

Love? Love it again. Is she obsessed with this?
May she not love. It is not possible to love me. Nobody loves me and never will.

The rest of the evening, I spent in the "red house".
I don’t remember how much was drunk.
I disconnected right in the kitchen, on the table .....