"Well, yes and no" he says like he didn't understand what he was doing. "Uhm, how are you feeling?" how am I feeling? that's very random. "Good, why?" he looks very focused into my eyes, I blush. Why? Right I forgot he's handsome. "I feel like you're gonna.. get sick. I know it's just, I don't know" he says looking over my head. Is there someone behind me? I look and not anyone in particular. Why would I get sick and why would he feel or think about that. "What's the matter? Is precognition your power? " he smiles, rather forcefully. "No, it's not definitely." mmm, now I think, he didn't tell me of any powers, how did we not cover that well, unlimited lives, glowing, not sure- flying, I think they can be considered as powers. "So, you came to check on me?" it's sweet actually, but.. a little perturbing. "huh! How did you find me here?" something is very off now. He smiles calmly and tells me that he went to the office, Jill told him. Okay. "Sorry, you must think I'm being.. idiotic" he smiles and takes a key out from his jeans. "You got a car?" the surprise is happy in my voice. He smiles and points at a red modern classic BMW. oh jeez. I burst into laughter. "what?" he snorts. "huh.You know yourself." I joke, but it is honesty. "mmh, I've been at it for two hundred thousand years" he says proudly making me smile along. "so I'm guessing you don't have to work?" he laughs and we walk towards the cars. "no, but I do. I am human so" boring. I act out a blurgh. "you have work?" he asks. I had but my dear May countered it. "No" I reply. A smile spreads on his face quickly. "Would you like to have dinner with me?" ah, that's uhm, hehe. "pleasure would be mine" he smiles and tucks his lips inside. "oh but, I'll have to drop these at home and change" I'd be uncomfortable in my clothes at instant. "oh alright. oh! we could have dinner in your house" that's a wonderful idea, he didn't see the house anyway so, all great at once. " Well you come with me now then. " I say and put my bags in my car's trunk, he nods and gets to his car.
I open the door and we enter my home. He takes a look around while go to the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink, beer? soda?" I ask while washing my hands. "No, thankyou" hmm. "I will change and came okay?" I say to him heading back outside to retrieve the bags. "I'll be right here" he sits down on the couch.
Wah. Nothing feels fresh than a good face wash after the dry air inside shopping malls. I suppose I shouldn't be too carefree with my clothes at home that is a camisole-short or tshirt-sweats. He's pretty solemn all the time. So I opt for a casual green shirt and white joggers. When I come down he's watching TV. "Simpsons?" I didn't know I subscribed the channel that air it. "it's been a good time pass since 1990?Was it?" I shrug. " you don't like this? " he's surprised, just like everyone who got surprised that asked me if I liked it. "I never saw it actually but I pretty much dislike it" he laughs and then switches it off. " How is it?" he looks not understanding me when I say it so I add "the house." he nods and pats the couch " it's good" he replies. "So. what do like to eat?" I'm stocked in kitchen, I could literally make any dish excluding wild exotic ones ofcourse. Okay I should take back that thought. I can't make literally any dish. "I'm fine with anything. You can make any your favourite one" Bah, I do that everyday, what's the point of together? He keeps a polite face. "What's your favourite food?" I ask, again. This time he's more kindly and polite it's he's been swimming in the ocean of politeness, get some sun son. "I don't any favourite" I click my tongue and head to the kitchen, he follows. Well, atleast he's not of those who close in with cheesy one-liners or pickup lines. Dinner for two, uhmmmmmmmmmmm..... alright! It's gonna be coq au vin with chicken legs. Light and might mixed with great power. I prep the ingredients. "Oh? What are you going to make?" he washed his hands. "Coq au vin" he strides over to the counter "ah. I'll help" oh, that'd be great. He takes the knife and cuts a few garlic cloves. Soon he's making the sauce with a reisling. He's very good at this. I guess a million years makes you up to the mark. He also gives me several tips and techniques to make it delicious. "Now we wait till it simmers and tenders" hmm, the smell is intoxicating and just beautiful. "You ever worked as a chef?" I bet yes. "Yes I did. I think in 1847, it was a hotel in New Orleans." he sits down on the stool. "So, you work everytime?" that's actually very interesting. Million different jobs, it's head spinning actually. I lean over the counter looking at him. "No, not everytime, there were a few laid back years." He smiles. I smirk "tell me about a them" For a second he seems nervous but then smiles "ha, it's a long list but okay. Let's see, doctor, Greek professor, civil engineer, oh I worked as trader, merchant, an accountant to a merchant, I actually even assisted an actual old scientist, then again teacher- several times" why I can't even get around it million jobs. What was 20 million years ago? "were you a cave man?" he laughs and nods "well?" "no, I believe I transformed human around bronze age" "what were you before? you remember?" He nods. "animals, birds just the prominent ones nothing exotic or constantly evolving ones. Well eventually all of them did evolve." he laughs and shakes his head as I still intend him to continue to elaborate. He laughs again, shy this time. "Dog, eagle, whale, uhm, oh even a few wild. Lion, tiger, elephant, gosh I was once a zebra and it was exhausting, then a few bears and dolphin, rabbits" He laughs again and I myself can't stop imagining all that and laughing. I'm not sure if I'm imagining correctly. "All of them sound exhausting" I say, he closes his eyes for a brief moment then looks at me. "hmm. Homo sapiens gladly took over." I check on the dish ooh it's cooked to perfection. I smile and reach to take the plates, he gets up and takes the pan to the dining table. I set up the cutlery and a brilliant bottle of Laurent-Perrier Harmony.
"Oh my god. Mmmhm. This is so tasty" like full on heavenly tasty. He takes a bite too and smiles taking my mumbled compliments. Wow, I always dreams of eating something tasty as this but it is way better. No it's the best food I have ever tasted after ice cream and chips. "Thankyou for the dinner" I say, serving myself another plate. "I'm glad you like it." He sips the wine. "like, I love it" I stuff my mouth and stomach as much as I can.
We talk about a few more of his lives as a fire fighter, his different families and countries as he was born into and many more, I also tell him about my favourite foods and other stuff.
"You never married?!" jingle bells jingle bells... lavender's blue Dilly Dilly lavender's green... can't help falling in love with you~
That is baffling, millions of years of life never married once!!? What the fackkk. That is so.. I don't even know, ah ah, no more. My mouth stayed wide dropped down. I finally close it. "Why?" the desperation is beyond the circle and literally stepped on to the table, one leg. So he's watching me taken aback but not in the level as I am. "Mm I uh, never.. got intrested. I think. Actually I've never pursued that goal" man, mama, papa, god. Talk about story. "I'll clear the dishes" he says and takes all of them away to the kitchen. My my my, I was going to ask if he reproduced any more of his, kind. Oh wait, he might have, he said he's had girlfriends and sex and such. And not marriage, not a single one. Wait!!! why have I been thinking of only humans untill now? I've been thinking that if married or loves someone he would die and be born again new, without them. "Alex, what about someone from your kind, no one you loved?!" I rush to the kitchen and he's standing still with glasses still in his hand. So he did? Come on! too much anticipation. "No" two letters; one syllable; a deny hangs in the air. he puts the glasses in the remaining and turns to face me, a frown runs on his face and he looks away. "Really, there was no one?" he stays silent and steps to move forward but I catch him. When he turns "You can't tell me?" his eyes glisten, tired and lifeless but still there is so much hope in his eyes. Then he nods so I let him go. I didn't realise he was holding his breath, or even I myself! He blinks and walks back to the living room.
" I will leave now, thankyou for the dinner Dani." he smiles fondly. "Thank you" I exclaim. He retrieves his car coat and leaves soon.