Lilith (XII)

“A point for you,” he nodded appreciatively.
“Not a draw.”

“Are we competing?” He raised an eyebrow. “You know – I can’t compete much – I’m not a competitive type. Sometimes I switch to predator mode and it’s not good for anyone – I don’t want to compete. “

“Why the Predator?”

“Predator or terminator – and always in the wrong versions.”

“I like the predator… Predator is sympathic for me”

“Sympathic? What? That movie? ”

“Yes. It’s fun … “

“But they want to kill themselves there, don’t they?”

“Predators do that ‘

“Yes – they eliminate – the fastest way to minimize a problem is to eliminate it, but in the long run it’s not the solution.”

“So, I already know about you that you’re weird – and that’s a lot – then that you’re an eliminator.”

“It’s not …just… we’re just constructions in the heads of others. We are all the same me we differ only in imagination… and fantasy is made up of forms of experience. “

“You must be literate.”

“I only read occasionally – when I come across an interesting person and there’s a book about him – and a classic here and there … otherwise not much. The cops don’t like it when others read behind the wheel. “
” … and when alcohol is drunk before the ride “
” So you have to drink while driving. To their question, then answer the truth. Did you drink before the ride? No. The truth does not pursue a goal … unlike a lie.”

“You don’t laugh too often …Why do you think … I look like that?”
“You look more like a teacher … a professor you remember in a good one, rather than a laughing guy.” … do you want me to smile more? “
“Yeah … be natural.”

“Then make me laugh … with something.”
“I stole your chocolate from the compartment in the car …”
“My chocolate? I’m calling copi…” – he looked cruel. They both laughed.
“You choose ?” the waiter interrupted their conversation. “Do you have couscous?”
They laughed again, even though it was clear to them that this had put the waiter in an awkward situation.
“Of course we have” – ​​he replied. They tried not to laugh. It wasn’t about a funny situation … it just dropped the tension, just relaxed the laughter.
“And what would you recommend?”

“The lady will choose” – he told the waiter.
“Is couscous a condition?” – the waiter joined aloud. He looked at her questioningly.
“I like him … but he’s not a condition.”
“I would recommend Neptune Bowl … Sea salmon, shark, lobster, oysters with a decent dressing of wine, lime, caramel and chilli is a specialty of the company.”
“Isn’t that too snobbish?” – she asked the waiter
“It’s delicious and light,” he replied politely. “Side dish of couscous with fresh vegetables?”
“If you’re so kind …” she winked at the attendant.

“I never ate lobster” she told him as he left. “I’ve tasted it a few times … but I usually eat heavier meals … I never know how long I’ll have to put up with it.” “Does it matter that I ordered this?”
“Not at all … there’s no reason not to enjoy the food and maybe the couscous will be good too.” “Sometimes you speak like a book and sometimes you relax … you watch over yourself … once you say it will be good and sometimes it will be ok. I don’t know what fits you more” – she told him.

“You’re attentive and it looks very sincere …”
“I know … it complicates the male world a bit … they don’t know how to react quickly.” “So of course no one shows off their worst qualities … so we look nice, we smile, we play theater …”
“Do you play theater with me …?”
“You don’t give me much time for that … I’m just trying not to keep quiet. I’m nice to talk to you. I don’t mean any encouragement … it’s just nice. In the last year, it’s probably the most sentences I’ve exchanged … “

“Do you like it when someone pity you?”
“Good question … is a person generally happy to be sorry? … Why does a person behave like that …”
“I don’t want to talk about a person … I want to hear a clear answer from you. – she jumped at him.

“I don’t know the feeling … I don’t have much contact with anyone …”
“You poor thing …”
“I didn’t mean that … I did something last year, so I got three years under house arrest. “
“You poor thing” – she repeated provocatively.

“If you knew me, you wouldn’t say it. It was a well-deserved sentence with probation.” “What did you do?”
“He’s too far removed from one rule, but if I tell you about it, I’ll think about it … I see you’re much better.”
“I guess they put something in that tea …” she said casually.
“I’m fine today … almost beautifully … with a stranger guy …”

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