Get Over With It

So that's what happened?! Wait a second, how did I end up cuddling him then?!

Mia: That doesn't explain... what just happened!

Custard Face: What do you mean? You said you were cold and came onto me.

Mia: What?! That's impossible!!

I don't remember anything like that all! But then again, I AM a heavy sleeper. If that's really what happened, I don't even know how to react!! I should change the topic.

Mia: You should probably put something on..

Custard Face: Oh, right.

He gets up from the couch and start folding the sheets, my cheeks still red.

Mia: Wait, why were you half naked in the first place?

Custard Face: My shirt got a little too wet so I removed it and hung it up.

Mia: I see...

He walks over to wear he hanged his shirt up and I stare at him. His body is so we'll toned. Wait, stop gawking!! I turn away from him and carry the sheets to my bedroom. I set them down on a chair and stroke my bed. It's still a little damp.

Mia: Hm?

I notice something near the foot of the bed and pick it up. This is..! This is another piece of the hair pin I broke that day! How did it get here? I squeeze it my hand. Jason... where the hell are you? I still feel very guilty each time I think about me getting over him. The man outside, he's so similar to you, is that why I have taken a liking into him?

I don't even know his name and yet, I led him to my house and let him stay the night... so close to me. Heh, it sounds weird when I actually think about it like that. Why am I so naive? He had business with me, right? I'm going get over with it ASAP and cut ties with him no matter what I feel. If he only had some work to do with me, why doesn't he ever bring it up?

Why does he want to play with my feelings? I keep contradicting my emotions every now and then because of him. I'm not myself lately. I can't become another person for him. That's it, I'm going to end it with him, I can't see him anymore and hurt myself like this.

I exit my room and spot him fiddling with his phone.

Mia: When will you be going on your way?

Custard Face: I was about to leave just now. Thanks for letting me stay here.

Mia: Don't mention it.

He grabs his bag and I walk him to the door. How should I bring it up? He opens the door and turns around to say his good-byes to me but stops as he sees that I'm hesitating from saying something.

Custard Face: Do you have something to say?

Mia:..!

Okay, just come out with it, Mia. I take a deep breath and open my mouth.

Mia: You said that you had something business with me when we first met, right? Let's... get over with it. Then, you can go on with your life and I can with mine. I have a lot going on in my head and I need to sort things out

Custard Face: What..?

For a moment his eye brows perk upwards with surprise before his expression clouds over. Huh? What happened to him?