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by # 2 » Mon May 21, 2012 8:09 pm
[scene = DormRoom]
After Emi's rejection, I went back to the dorm to angst a bit. Lying on my bed, I wonder what I will do now. Maybe I'll see what Kenji's doing, he might still have that bottle of whiskey; getting plastered doesn't sound so bad at a time like this.
Just as I get up from the bed, though, my phone rings. An unknown caller, I wonder who it could be...
[fx = Phone]
"Hello?"
"Hisao? This is Meiko. I heard about what happened with Emi. Are you ok?"
"Um... yeah... no... I don't know... Maybe?"
I take a deep, shuddering breath and analyze my feelings. Heartbroken? Yep. Depressed? Yep. Contemplating drunken suicidal plunge from the school roof? Yep on that one too.
"I guess I'm not doing do well, Mrs. Ikezawa."
"Would you like to talk about it? You could come over... I could make tea and we could chat."
"That sounds nice... but are you sure? I wouldn't want to upset Emi."
"No, it wouldn't be a problem. Emi's already back at the school, so it would just be you and I."
"Ok, then I guess... I guess I'll come over."
"Oh, that's good. I'll see yo in a bit, ok?"
"Ok, thanks, Mrs. Ikezawa."
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[Scene = bus]
On the bus ride to Mrs. Ikezawa's house I wonder why she called and offered to talk. Emi and I just broke up, I should be the last thing on her mind at the moment.
Suddenly I get an image of Meiko answering her door wearing nothing but an apron.
Gaaahhh! What am I thinking? I mean, Emi's mom is pretty, and she's nice but... that's just... weird... right?
I spend the rest of the trip staring out of the window and trying my best not to think of Emi's mom like a premium cut of beef.
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[scene = outside Meiko's House]
My heart is thudding like a drum as I walk up to the door. Still trying to get the pervish fantasy out of my head. I slowly raise my fist, swallow past my poor defective heart which, for some reason, has taken up residence in my throat, and knock on the door.
I can hear someone moving on the other side of the door, then the doorknob rattles. I try to calm myself down, I'm sure I must look like a stupid, lovesick puppy at this point.
The door opens and I see Mrs. Ikezawa. Well, at least she has all of her clothes on.
"Hisao. Come in, please."
"Thanks, Mrs. Ikezawa."
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[scene = Dining Room]
We enter the dining room, and I see a fresh pot of tea and two cups on the table.
As we sit, I can feel her eyes on me, and I carefully study the teapot.
"Are you feeling alright, Hisao? You look a bit flushed."
"Oh, I'm still a bit upset about the breakup is all."
*Blah blah blah, boring talky stuff here*
[Decision = "Talk about breakup" or "Talk about Miko"]
*Talk about Meiko*
"I can't help but notice that you live by yourself, Mrs Ikezawa."
"Call me Meiko, please, Hisao. 'Mrs. Ikezawa' makes me sound like an old lady."
I blush a little and return to studying the teapot.
"Ok, Meiko."
Meiko continues, "Yes, since Emi's father... went away... I live here" --Oh cram it, blah blah blah, some exposition, more blah blah blah."
--Skipping more boring talky stuff--
[Decision = "Sure, I can change the lightbulb in your bedroom, which just happens to be right next to the bed and just high enough that I can stand on a rickety, unstable old chair to reach it" or "I'm sorry, I must decline this thinly veiled excuse to accidentally fall off a rickety old chair and on top of you, just happening to land on the bed by shear coincidence, because I have an English exam tomorrow and I just love to study so much."]
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