Bitter memories

Selina Johnson | Apartment | 16:45

Jerry agreed to help me with my poorly constructed plot of a mystery. I was so very happy to clear my mind with him, the smile he gave before leaving was enough for me to understand that he had forgiven me. But as much as I was excited about having him with me, there was no way I could keep him or basically anyone all the time to play the role of my sidekick. That much I have learned by then.

-I heard that you were also a cop. What's up with that?- My roommate, whatever you may call him finally awakened after a long power nap. I had been going back and forth with my way around him for a while.

-It was a disguise. The place had to be studied for the break in. Traffic duties don't require much big of a resume,- Shen answered in a straight voice.

-Oh; need anything else?

-...,- There was no reply from him. The door to the balcony was open. I noticed his eyes were set on the sky. The bright and vibrant look of that sky felt like an enchanting spell to me for some reason which was trying to make me believe in this somewhat of a new version of me.

-...,- I also replied by leaving the sofa in silence and moving towards the balcony to fill my hunger of the beautiful sight which lady nature had put up.

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I was tired. It was more of a matter of mental exhaustion rather than physical. As a result I stretched my hands over my head under the setting sun.

-Can you let down your hair?- Voice of Shen surprised me again. The request in it made it even more interesting.

-Hm? If you need me to..then..,- My hair was one of those few things I could say I loved about myself. Dad always used to praise my long hairlines and even stepped in a few times when mom wanted me to get rid off them.

I slowly removed the band and wobbled my head sideways as driven by compulsion. It would be wrong if I said that I couldn't find the moment rather peaceful. But the response from him was nothing sort of stuff I could expect.

-Alluring...these..might've fetched applauds from men who were supposedly after the body of women they had slept with.

-...,- I couldn't think of a way to response.

-Ms. Selina Johnson? Am I bringing up memories now?

-...They did...fetch. Listen..I, I am heading out for a while,- I rushed towards the main doors from the balcony. My sentences were coming out blurry, unfinished. Before I forgot the traces of tears on my eyes had reminded me to get my scarf.

-Wow. Just gonna leave me here now?

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-So then, where to? Big guy isn't home. I know, it's going to be some other random dude tonight or..dudes.