Constantly on my mind

What the hell was I thinking, groping a woman who I'm not even close with, I must have lost my sanity.

What if she finds out, no no that can't be, she was probably drunk if she wasn't she would have known earlier, a continuous ferocious cycle runs through my sanity, all my thoughts are bursting out of my head.

I'm doomed, what would she think of me, if she somehow finds out, I was fondling and groping her while she was drunk and sleeping.

I'm sure she would be certain that I am a hopeless pervert, at that time she needed me as a friend as an ally and god forbidden as a human… I should have left the apartment right after I put her on the bed.

"What have you done you, hopeless pervert," I moan and whine in resentment.

It has been only a few hours since my brother left and I have already created this mess for myself, why in world does it always have to me.

I need to pick my brother's brain on this, his conscientious manner can make the situation look easy, I have to do something about it, I head towards the bedroom thinking as hard as I can to rectify the situation.

I need some generous and tender piece of advice but who should I call, how I am gonna face someone after telling them what I did.

Hmm… overthinking will bring no good, it still feels like a dream, I can't believe I did that, I know I did something terrible to her but for some reason, I feel tremendous, brave and bold.

Come to think of it, why did I bring her panties with me?

I didn't bring it on purpose that's right, I unintentionally put it in my pocket.

Yeah, that's right I'm not a pervert.

I should laundry this item.

My phone buzzes, ohh it's Yui, impeccable timing, I pick up the phone.

"Hey stranger," she says.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to call this early," I replied, trying to control my breath.

"Hey, it's 12 in the noon, did you just wake up?"

She asked tenderly.

"No no, I mean yes, I just wake up Yui," I whisper in confusion.

"Hmm, are you sick ren?" Her voice was low and soft.

"It's not like that, it's just this ferocious headache, Nothing to worry about," I murmur bravely.

"Whatever but you're still coming to my house tomorrow night right?" She mutters.

"Why, what's tomorrow?" I snap uncertainly.

"Don't tell me you forgot about my birthday ren." Her voice is hesitant.

Holy shit, I totally forgot about it.

"Of course, I remember, I was just kidding with you, why you even ask that," I mutter embarrassed.

"I desperately hope that's true, see you tomorrow ren."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow yui," I whisper and cut the phone.

I'm so sorry yui, I didn't even remember my best friend's birthday, I don't know if I can make it tomorrow, I have too much on my plate.

Something approaches my mind all of sudden, she was drunk I'm damn sure even if she finds out the truth, how is she gonna prove it.

Phew, that was pretty simple, I sigh in satisfaction,

perhaps I am quite a genius, I don't have to worry anymore.

It's 12 in the noon and I haven't even had my breakfast yet, I'm aggressively hungry but I can't be arsed to prepare something for myself, out of the blue I become a potato couch on weekends.

Come on lazybones, get up from the bed and find something to eat.

I clamber out of my bed and lead through the kitchen, Whoa it looks a whole different place, I can't even recall the last time when I was here, I guffaw alone and the walls throwback the echo of my laughter, eventually I realise that's beyond inappropriate so I stopped laughing.

Let's see what we have here, I remember last weekend I brought some noodles on my way back home, yes ramen will do, it's perfect for my ravenous appetite.

The kitchen is as clean as houndstooth, as I look for noodles on the countertop.

As far as I know, I placed it right here, where did it go, I'm bewildered I placed it right here, I sigh plaintively.

Why am I over stressing myself, it doesn't seem like I have any other choice apart from cooking.

What shall I cook, it's not like I am quite a chef though but at least I know how to make some of the traditional Japanese dishes.

Yeah, that's right, I'll have some miso soup.

Miso soup is easy to prepare and fun to eat, I gather all the ingredients in a beat and slice the mushrooms, chop the onions and mince the garlic.

I put all of it in the oven with some vegetable oil as required, This combination of ingredients gives the soup a comforting, savoury flavour with a variety of textures.

The vegetables look tender, I should add some water and miso paste, I mix it quite well, I feel like one of those chiefs in Midnight Diner.

I reduce the heat and simmer the soup.

I take a package of firm tofu drain cut it into cubes and put it on the top of the soup.

Hell yeah, this looks delectable, I can't believe I made it.

Mmmmm, it is delicious, I think yui and I should run a restaurant together, she'll make the soup and I'll make the money.

Haha, how could I not go on her birthday, I'll buy her a pretty dress, I already can imagine her reaction.

My door buzzes all of a sudden.

I have a bad feeling about it, please don't tell me it's her, I abandon my bowl of miso soup and make my way to the door.

I'm fucked, literally and figuratively…