Accomplice » Berlin | Andres [Money Heist]

20 | The Balcony

I didn't even want to get up from my bed this morning because of the two hours of sleep I only had and let's add the fact that what happened last night was still having a roller coaster in my head. And when they say that the heart overpowers the mind, no, they're wrong, a growling stomach overpowers it all.

It's still around seven am in the morning, and seven for me is still too early. I usually wake up at around nine but the complaining of my stomach can't be ignored any longer. I removed the blanket from me and as soon as I did the chill air made me shiver like how you see cartoon characters do.

And yes, I am still wearing the lingerie. When I entered my room last night, I was physically and emotionally tired already, and that explains why I just Immediately snuggled in my bed with only a thin undergarment and warming my self with the two blankets Berlin let me borrow.

I grabbed my robe to warm me for the meantime, and I went to my closet to grab a shirt and shorts to wear. After quickly changing to some decent clothing, I went to my mirror to take a look at myself. Tangled hair, a little drool on the side of my mouth, puffy eyes, and the lip balm I applied last night is still keeping my lips glossy.

I wiped the side of my mouth and proceeded to comb my hair. After fixing myself, I headed out of my room and went downstairs to the kitchen. As I entered the kitchen, I saw Moscow standing in front of the stove.

"Good morning." I greeted. He looked at me over his shoulder and greeted back.

I neared him and saw that he was cooking some eggs on a pan. I asked if I could be of any help, and he requested me to prepare the utensils we'll use for breakfast on the dining table.

After some time, Denver entered the room and greeted his father and me, he asked his father if he could do anything to help but his father only ushered him, saying he can handle it. Denver took a seat in the dining area and since it's just the both of us, I wanted to start to make small talk with him, so I asked him about how was his sleep last night.

He told me about the weird dream he had last night. He dreamt about working in an office, and his workmate was his best friend, they worked so well together and accomplished a lot of tasks perfectly. But then, suddenly one night when they were working overtime, they were just talking but suddenly a lot of touching and kissing was happening that he didn't even wanna tell me what happened afterward. And the twist on his dream was that after some kissing his workmate removed a mask on his face and it turns out she was a very pretty woman.

Denver made me promise not to tell anyone, and that the only reason he told me was just to get the weirdness he felt out of his system. I found his dream to be hilarious. I mean if you tell that to a guy he'd surely tell you that Denver likes men because of his dream, but the things is, I know when someone is gay when I see one.

Plus, come on, dreams can get weird. I even dreamed of doing it with a horror movie star, Pennywise. How the hell could you explain that shit?

We kept wondering and talking about what might the meaning of his dream. "Maybe, it could be that a workmate of mine could be my destiny." Denver stated.

"Oh yeah? Maybe Oslo could be secretly a hot chick." I joked. After saying that, both of us cracked up again and this time louder.

"What if it's you?" Denver suddenly said. He stopped laughing and he sounded serious, but I can clearly see the smile on his mouth slowly starting to form. I was about to retort a comment about what he said, but a clearing of a throat stopped me.

Both of us looked up and saw Berlin leaning in the doorway of the kitchen. He never gave Denver a look and only focused his eyes on me.

"Mornin'" he greeted shortly. Denver and I greeted him back, and I gulped, remembering the events last night. After looking at me for a moment, with a look on his eyes, I couldn't decipher again, he then walked towards the kitchen.