A Night Out
As soon as they returned from shopping, Gustav immediately ran to his office and turned on his laptop. Although he knew what to expect, driven by curiosity David went to check what Meiden was doing immediately after bringing the groceries into the kitchen.
The Norwegian was writing.
His eyes were shining and his fingers were running across the keyboard so fast that David could barely keep up with his eyes. He looked so absorbed in his work, as if the rest of the world had ceased to exist for him. David watched him for several minutes to finally come to the conclusion that for Meiden the world had really ceased to exist.
He stepped back and quietly closed the office door. The thought that their conversation in the mall over a plate of ordinary, everyday food had so sparked the Norwegian's writing imagination was... intriguing. Did David really have such a powerful effect on Meiden? Weren't these empty words of comfort and lies? Was it... a fact?