I once again Time and inclination to write something ... but I pushed very hard on the feeling that I'm totally with the letter from the exercise ... I have more than 2 1 / 2 years more or less "left off" ... just some little things not written ... It's time to ranzutasten back a little of the matter:)
The short story can, of course, some room for interpretation, because most will remain open, but that is (of course, intended * g *) ... ^ ^
Finally ...
Finally .
I have finally found this fucking light switch for the outside light. It goes to. Then I try with my index finger to press the call button.
Once - missed.
twice - missed.
Oh shit! What is this ?
Enraged, I suggest the entire fist on the bell. This time I made sure.
minutes later my best friend is angry to me. Somehow I can not you take the bad times, it is two clock in the morning - during the week. You have to work tomorrow. I think not, as I just feel it.
"What the hell? Boy, you really know how it is late? "
" Thus, two clock ... about? About ...? Perhaps ...?"
I'm a little wobbly on his feet.
"Did you been drinking? "
Already Caught .
"Just a little bit ... only so much ... "I stretch my hand against her three fingers.
"Three what? Glasses? Bottles? Boxes? "
not comment on your question I push myself past her and stumble over the rug that lay directly behind the front door. I make roughly with the bottom acquaintance.
"shitty curse ...", and I try to slow me up again.
"Have you done something?" She asks me and her anger at my nightly visit to disappear.
"no. The land has slowed down my case, yes, "I reply indignantly. Is actually already outrageous enough to ring for someone with two clock at night and quasi-invite, just because one's own life in wait grad with less tolerable humor, I should perhaps not be insolent. The next resist making stupid remark I then ...
"What's the matter went to the liver?"
two-liter beer ... Maintenance. I wanted to save the next stupid comment yes ...
Today was just a shitty !
I stare for a moment the door opened, she has just closed before I answer. " you
has once again no time"
all I say, I do not need to say.
enough. I am understood.
She knocks me encouragingly on the shoulder, can rest their hand briefly there.
"Come on, we must both work tomorrow," she says quietly, before she walks purposefully into the familiar darkness. I take off my jacket and follow it.
Finally .
not alone ....
good feeling.
I know the title is a bit banal ... .> \u0026lt;"
