I got a yes.
I got a yes for the banquet.
I may have been quite hasty about the decision but in the hindsight, in traditional terms, it is a good move to make.
Taking in people as a way to celebrate and cement our relationship.
Which also means parading around Elian as my husband and acting extra close with him.
I shiver as I take my morning tea the day after. More in anxiousness than repulsion. I have gotten quite a concept about Elian so I'm not exactly against acting like he's the only one I can spend time with but rather, I'm scared that I would mistake it as a form of intimacy.
I really need to go and have some human contact. I can't believe I am seriously considering Elian as a candidate for that.
"So, a banquet, huh?" I ponder out loud into the vast emptiness of my room.
