Chapter 4:
Memories from Spark
Clean and, both of us, less ashamed, we went out together. It was chilling. So I couldn't resist the temptation to hug his wide arm. It wasn't as warm as I expected, but still felt comfortable. Mika felt my embrace and blushed a bit. His curious gaze went around paying attention to even the dullest things. He kept pointing and asking what everything was. His eyes were like those of a little child. They were sincere and curious.
— Neroli, is that a dog? —Mika's soft voice brushed against my ear. Is he imitating what I did to him last night?
— No! Its obviously not! — But for some reason, dude keeps thinking any animal with four legs is a dog.
— It has four legs right? Two eyes, a little tail and does sounds. Then is a dog.
— I mean, yeah, it has four legs and a tail but no! — Why is he like that? — Look! That hard round thing at its back is a shell. So its obviously a turtle.
— Understood, this is a dog called Turtle. —His demeanor and the headache were killing me.
— What I'm gonna do with y-
— Hey look, Neroli got a man!
Soon, curious gazes and voices reached us from the food square. Everyone was already having breakfast.
— You late! We thought that you wouldn't had lunch. —Said the old HerzaWell... seems its really that late. Breakfast is gone by far now. You can't notice much since the town is inside the log. Up there almost all you can see is old wood. When Mika first saw the lights inside he got amazed for a while.
— I, I was busy. Anyway this-
— Who dat? Why so ch-
— Shut up! I was about to present you this big boy here —I said hugging Mika even tighter. His face was a bit red, but his whole body was almost frozen. Maybe it's more shy than I thought.— Meet Mika. He's a quiet man, so don't overwhelm him.
The old hag, the kids and few curious ignored me and swamped him with questions. Almost all chairs on the patio were moved to look at him. When I thought he was keeping all the attention, my childhood friends came to bother.
— Neroli! I thought you would die alone. Where you hided him?
— Cala you...
— I don't think she is capable of hiding a boyfriend, Neroli is and idiot. Looks like she recently got him.
— Come on, Roldan, don't be lik-
— So, tell us, where did you found someone who likes you?
— Don't look at us like that Neroli. We are friends, right Roldan?
— How far have you two gone? —Cala sat backwards on the chair letting her long ponytail rest on her back.
— You! —In that moment the morning-after headache banished completely as I reminded something important.
— Hello? Spark to Neroli? Do you receive me? —As I became aware of what we done last night, Cala kept waving her hand in my face, trying to get my attention.
— Darling, I think Neroli finally gone mad. —He patted Calas' back.
— Oh no, poor thing, the morning after she gets a boyfriend she loses her mind. —Said she while hugging my from behind. Few bangs from her hair ticked my ear.
— You think she got him yesterday?
— Yeah, probably. You looked back there when she arrived hugging his arm? Boyfriend was blushing too.
— His name was Mika, right Cala? Why is he so chun—
— Dam! Cala! You got that? —I had no option but to trust in this airhead.
— What's 'that'?
— You know, th-the
— Da? —She noticed and grinned.
— The pill —I can't believe she made me say it
— You horny bastard, hahaha
— So she totally did it.
— Come on, you gotta help me. —I leaned forward to meet her gaze.
— Okay, follow me to the kitchen, I'll show you how to craft them.
— Thanks Cala...
— Don't be so ashamed. Madame! —she shout out— we are using the kitchen for a while!
Within the crowd Herza said what we interpreted as an 'alright', so we left the patio and headed inside.
— It's ok don't worry Neroli. —Added she.
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