"Aren't you gonna invite me in?" She cocks her head on one side.
"If it is not a good time, should I come over later," her eyes widen up? I have to face her at some point.
"Yes, of course, come in please," I whisper.
"It seems like you didn't want me to come in," she gazes at me impassively.
"It's not like that, you're the person I expected least," I reply.
"Where's your friend from the elevator?" She asks, her gaze is dark.
"Well, he's not my friend, brother to be precise and he's out of the town," I add, I try to make less eye contact.
"Well, I suppose it will give us a chance to talk things over," she whispers appreciatively.
What things, I'm in no mood to talk about last night, should I apologise to her?
"I don't understand, what you wanna talk about, exactly?" I ask with my trembling voice.
"I'm still new here, I thought you would be kind enough to show me around," she shrugs.
"Forgive my bluntness, I couldn't ask your name last time we met."
"It's Juri." She said.
"I'm ren pleased to meet you" I mutter.
"Please have a seat Juri, I would show you around anytime you like," pointing to the sofa, I shrug in relief, I thought she was gonna pin all at me about last night.
"Would you like something to drink, tea, coffee perhaps some water?" I ask genuinely.
"Miso soup will do and I know you have some in your kitchen." She mutters while grinning at me.
"Alright, how did you know, anyway," I ask while peering at her.
"Anybody could tell, you have some on your table," I bring her a bowl of miso soup.
"Yeah, well." I giggle.
"Here is your miso soup, as you wished," I said softly.
"It looks."
"Delectable," I whisper.
"I was gonna say eatable," she said grinning.
Why does she have to be this cute, my very eyes are betraying me, I thought I would try to make eye contact as seldom as possible.
I can't believe she's throwing this sweet, yet such dramatic things happened last night, she smells differently perhaps she washed up that is why.
I can't help but gape at her nonstop, you better believe it, dude, you were above that chick last night, I hear my inner voice.
"It is delectable, please forgive me, I hope I didn't intervene," she whispered, smiling at me.
"Of course not, you can visit whenever you want to." I'm glad you liked the soup I made with all of the love I had.
"I hope, you're not flirting with me." She said, struggling to hide her smile.
"Why would I, I barely know you." I run my hand through my hair.
"Well, that's true, yet you figured out to grope me while I was drunk so I'd say, yes that does prove you barely know me," I can't believe she just said that.
Shit shit shit… bend over, here it comes again, she remembers everything, how am I gonna face her, how can I even look at her.
The atmosphere of the apartment changes right after she brought that up, breathe ren breathe, light up yourself with a little amount of confidence.
I manage to glance up at her, damn I can't those gorgeous eyes are now threatening me.
Holy shit-she seems like some death goddess from the fantasies, who's going to purge me for committing the crime of lewdness towards her.
"So, how do you plea," she squeak.
"You know, back then in the elevator when you asked me ren if I were okay."
"I really thought that you were concerned about me but now I realise that from the beginning you just wanted to see me in my panties, you hopeless pervert," she shouted.
"You know already that I tug off your panties?"
I asked stunned.
"Yeah, what else would you consider that some perverted ghost came at the apartment and tugs my panties off." She mutters outraged.
"I'm sorry okay, I know what I did was wrong and disgraceful but I assure you I didn't mean it," I say with a low regretful tone.
"How am I even supposed to believe that gibberish," her eyes are more threatening this time.
"I know the action I took might be vicious and open to a number of interpretations but I can explain everything alright," I muttered.
"That's pathetic and obvious, you know what you did was disgraceful yet you did it and you're just accepting the fact you did it to prove your innocence," that's lame ren.
"You did all that because you fucking wanted to, I would pity any girl who would ever date a guy like you," she shouted in anger.
"Please, forgive me, would you keep it a secret between us?" I ask in embarrassment.
Wait I can't, haha..I'm sorry that's too much...
"You look adorable when you're frustrated," she's laughing out loud.
"Wait…what you're not mad at me?" I asked hesitantly.
"Should I be?" She's blushing.
"Then what was that all about, I thought you were certain that I am a pervert."
"Well, I still think you are one," she whispered.
"Maybe but you remember every nooks and cranny from last night still you're not mad at me?" I whisper beyond perplexed.
"I was just kidding with you dude, I wanted to see your reaction if I talked a bit acrimonious." She did all of that just to see how would I react?
Well, this girl is full of wonders, wait a sec, does this means she just let all of it happen because she wanted to, could it be? What if she's still drunk, couple of scenarios run through my mind.
"Jeez, you almost startled me," I gasp.
"Stop, staring at me like that, it's making me feel awkward." She murmurs.
"You did all of it on purpose, didn't you," I asked intrigued.
"Could be, could be not," she flushed.
What is wrong with me, whenever I see her, I see this glimmer of hope that perhaps I'm capable of redemption, what is it about her that inspires such instant admiration.
"I didn't like ren how you left the apartment because of me, and I can't avert my eyes from how you took care of me while I was drunk, so I realise I owe you." Hasn't the earth shifted on its axis?
"Do you have girlfriend ren?" She asks looking deep into my eyes.
"I had one," I replied honestly.
"Well, had is a past tense."
"Shall, we pick back up at where we dropped off."