You know, sotis I think about those Japanese cartoons. Yeah, call it Ani or whatever, I dont care. Im not a huge fan, but I did watch a few. And one of the things that always struck is how overbearing so female characters could be and how they would make the protagonist all flustered. I an, I could appreciate so fellow Japanese masochism, but thats beside the point.
The thing is, now, Im living sothing similar. I find myself in a cartoon-like situation. But its not on the overbearing-romance category as much as the what-the-hell-just-happened category.
And heres what happened.
I look at Camilla with an eyebrow raised and a wide grin, feeling my energy back where it should be. I just realized how down Ive been throughout the entire day.
I swiftly crack my neck before hunching slowly towards her. Im half-standing, with my hands on the table. My gaze is so intense that it could probably moisturize a patch of dry skin or spring an oasis in the desert.
Camilla just asked who my next target would be, and thats my switch.
Well, beautiful lady, what if the next item on my list is you? my voice is almost husky, arrogant, ambitious, and so deep its probably making the glass windows of this place vibrate.
Beware, girls, your bras might unclasp by themselves right now.
I even add a soft version of my signature wink while I stare intensely at Camilla.
Im not interested in making a move on her. However, Ill take so blushing. This has already worked really well in the past, and I fully expect it to work again. She has been making fun of , so its only natural that I want so payback.
I feel my body slowly regenerating the usual electricity that powers it through my shenanigans. Its as if my engine was finally awakening after the whole Lucinda fiasco, coming to life with renewed force.
We are back in business, baby!
My senses are heightened, my facial expressions as bold as ever, my smile overshines diamonds! Im exhilarated! I dont even know why!
Camilla cant possibly resist this, can she? She will probably fall for or sothing; maybe I should even dial my act down since shes so nice. I really dont want to break her heart. She doesnt deserve that. I an, she does deserve so teasing on my part, but this teasing could really have her lose her head.
I soften my expression a bit, getting ready to back down.
Camilla, whos now wearing a sweet smile on her face, raises a hand.
And she puts a finger in my nostril in one swift move.
What the f
She takes the finger back, and she pops it in her mouth.
Horror!
Mouth agape!
Vomit!
What!
What just happened!
I froze and my eyes are so wide I think my eyelids are going to disappear back into my skull.
Yummy, she smiles and then resus eating her steak.
What?!
WHAT?!
Camilla, what the?!
She looks at with innocent eyes. In a fraction of a second, however, her expression turns evil, and she raises her finger again.
Ive never been an athletic person in my entire life, but if sitting back on your chair ever beca an Olympic discipline, I would be the current Gold dal holder.
Good, she chis.
Why did you do that?! And did you eat it?! my tone is strained, almost teary.
Oh, co on. Its just a little ga. You tried a move, I did a move myself, Camilla said as if popping your finger inside the booger-holder of another person was the most natural thing ever.
YOU PUT A FINGER IN MY NOSE AND THEN IN YOUR MOUTH! AND YOU SAID YUMMY! HOW IS THAT A MOVE!
I swear to God Im going to have a seizure.
Yeah, and you tried to make a move, right? Its just a little joke, dont sweat it so much. I thought you were smoother with the ladies.
You put your finger in my nose and then in your mouth! Hows that normal?!
Who said anything about normal? It was surely fun, though.
Here she is, Camilla, in her pink dress and with her cute little face, chomping on a massive steak twice the size of her face, right after sharing a second-hand wet kiss with the inside of my nose.
I an, if you want so, I can share, she puts a finger in her nose, eliciting a terror in that only a few tis Ive ever felt. Im not even sure a tax module could make my stomach lurch like this.
She offers the boogered finger and thats when an angel, disguised as a waiter, cos to our table.
Excuse , miss Camilla. You both have to leave. The guests complained about this the waiter points at her boogery-finger and adds, looking at , you have also caused a commotion with all the screaming. Ill pack your food.
Camilla nodded and shrugged.
This is not the first ti you get thrown out, is it? I ask with an actual laugh.
Its definitely not going to be the last, she winks at and gets up.
We have so good laughs while we get back to my apartnt and we finish eating the steaks and the weird vegetables served with it.
I could have asked a bunch of questions; on this world, on the business, maybe even on magic. But I just go with the flow and have a good laugh.
Camilla dug out my soul from the rubbles, the ruins born when Lucinda behaved like an ass. And to be honest, Im not even attracted to her; and I dont think shes attracted to . We are just having fun; two people, Elf and Human, little sister and dinsional traveler.
Thats all I need at this mont.
A friend.
My first real friend here.
You are really out of your mind, Camilla, I tell her with a smile while she gets her coat and gets ready to go back to her place. The booger thing is still on my mind.
Just the craziest, she says with a wink before leaving my apartnt.
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