09-21-2008, 03:32 AM
23. Distasteful
Putnar was still in a daze as he waited for his breakfast. Soda, the one Putnar placed off limits to himself, had made a move on him, confessed, and begged for Putnar to admit the same. His heart fluttered in his chest as he remembered that and laying next to Soda talking the night away through a grin until they both fell asleep.
"Breakfast's ready," Soda said as he stepped over, pan in hand. He cut the omelette he had been cooking in half and set a piece on each of their plates. He dropped the pan into the sink and fetched the toast and served that as well before finally sitting down with a cup of coffee for each of them. "Here's to the married life," Soda said with a gesture of his mug before taking a sip.
Putnar had been about to thank him when a middle-aged woman, sharply dressed and wearing horn rimmed glasses strided into the room. Her shouting was not a second behind.
"Sodan please tell me this is not what it looked like," She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Before Soda could speak she was talking again, "Don't answer that. I told you that I was having company over today and I told you that I can't stand this anymore. You bring these friends of yours here and do, God knows what down there in your room."
An equally dressed up man was standing in the doorway, obviously uncomfortable with where the conversation was running.
"Honestly mom, you're always jumping to conclusions. Putnar here is just a new student who needed some help catching up, after that we watched a movie and I let him crash over here,"
"Oh I know what kind of studying you've been up to!" Putnar chocked on his coffee at that. The woman gave him a glance before continuing on. "And I don't even want to know what kind of movies you have hidden around down there! Sodan this is embarassing!"
"You have every right to suggest such things about me, but you don't even know Putnar. I suggest you take it back because you're gonna be seeing more of him. " Soda said angrily over his mug of coffee.
The woman straightened her shirt before saying, "Very well, I recant it, but I would advise the both of you to be gone before my real company arrives."
"Glady," Soda said. He didn't look at her.
|