- You have a nice house. I said touching the furniture and he got closer.
- Please, don't. He said looking at my hand, letting me know I shouldn't be touching it.
- Very clean as well. I said making fun of him, it was all white and impeccable. Who cleans this whole place? I asked curiously.
- Myself. I didn't even know why I asked, of course, a person like him wouldn't just let anyone enter his house for any vain reason such as cleaning when he could do it himself.
- May I sit? I asked for permission scared of ruining in any way possible his immaculate couch.
- Sure, just a minute, please. He answered and went to the room nearby and came back with a small blanket. I looked at him wondering if he was expecting me to wrap myself in it in order to sit down on his precious couch. He moved forward and put it on the couch and then he invited me to sit down. I, obviously, laughed.
- So why did you call me? It doesn't seem a very welcoming place for guests. I said smiling playfully while sitting down and I was just surprised by how comfortable it was.
- You were outside for quite a while asking me to let you in insistently. He said and I blushed to remember it was me who did it indeed.
- Oh, right. I said clearing my throat and stood up immediately. I guess I should get going, it was nice to finally get a glance at the place where you live from inside. I said and he smiled a bit and walked me to the door.
- Thank you. I said looking at his eyes and he just smiled, he seemed relieved of my soon departure and I got a bit irritated thinking I wasn't going to ruin anything in his house and why was he being so... ugh. I got one last glance of his house over his shoulder and he just looked at me with a curious face, I guess he was wondering if I haven't gotten enough and why was I so interested in his place. I liked how empty it was, he was a bit obsessive over the cleanness but other than that the place was so good... I was thinking of renting a room regardless of how crazy it sounded. I got to see some kind of cookies on the table and got an idea to get in again.
- Hey, can I get some of those? I said pointing out the food on the table.
- Do you like tarallini? He asked surprised. Sure, go ahead. He said and move away from the door letting the way in free.
- Yes! I love tallini! I lied and ran back in. I grabbed some and before I started eating them I wonder if I could eat there... I put my hand under my mouth so that nothing would fall. They weren't sweet as I thought, but they didn't taste bad in any case.
- You can take some home. He said and I smiled widely.
- Thank you! I felt I was taking something precious from inside with me and I was completely pleased because only a person like me could understand the value of such a thing coming from a guy like him as well. I took some tallinis and left his house running, "I disturbed him enough for today", I thought. I jumped into the car and waved my hand goodbye to him, he just stayed there looking at me and waved his hand as well and I turned on the radio and I started singing as I turned on the car.
'Cause girls like you
Run around with guys like me
'Til sundown, when I come through
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah ♪♫♬
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