Part 3 Reunion
Chapter 8 Improbable
Ari, 22:35, Aug 16th, 3049, Friday
A: Toma, hey
A: Long time no see
A: I'm too. There only a few cases like us meeting after awakening.
T: Doc sayed it when I asked about you and Jane. I'm sorry.
A: Don't be. I'm fine. How do you feel? Your body calmed already?
T: I’d wish I did more sports and stick to some diet
A: Ahaha, you are the same. I’m glad.
T: What that supposed to mean?
A: Oh, you are always so conscious of your body, like you don’t like it or something. No, it’s not it. You are taking care of yourself and at the same time you disappointed how you look.
A: What? Your body is totally fine. Don’t sweat it.
T: Thanks for cheering me, but I know that i'm not
A: Oh, come on. If you are that upset, join me for morning runs starting next week.
T: I’ll think about it. How’d you been?
A: Ok’ish I guess.
T: Is it all you say? This is like whole new life, isn’t it?
A: Not really. There is not much to say, even though it is a year already. I fell into routine pretty quick. I work in programming department.
T: No surprise here. You live like nothing happened.
A: More or less, only that I’ve missed you guys.
T: Did you make friends here?
A: One, I guess, Emma. She is my colleague and seems kinda getting me. I feel at ease speaking my mind to her. And she is friendly and fun to be around.
T: That’s rare.
A: Thought so too.
T: Is she you type?
He haven’t noticed. Hm.. Could it be that there is no change for him? It took me by surprise so I paying too much attention. And that’s probably what Emma meant by ‘you should not speck of it as a first thing in a chat’ – people either don’t care or overthinking it like me - so bringing it will make only bumps in conversation.
A: Haha-ah I’m sorry I can’t help it. She is just a good friend to me.
T: But what’s so funny?
Nop, I’m not telling you about my flip, that’s too embarrassing.
A: Oh, let’s see. She looks like a middle schooler, has pink hear, often wears hoodies with cat or bunny ears. She died at twenty something and now she is 66.
T: So what?
He’s not buying it. Whatever. Figure it yourself.
A: Don’t know. Just felt like laughing. I’m sorry. My bad. Now it’s your turn, how was your year?
T: Heh. Tough.
A: I’m sorry.
Mood is changed. He is so gloom now. Oh
T: We fought a lot then got exhausted by it and I felt numb and now... I still not wrapped my head around all of it, but I feel like I run away or something. Everything is so mixed up and I don’t really want to talk about it.
A: Then don’t say anymore, take your time.
T: Thank you.
A: Should I show you around tomorrow?
A: If you want some time to yourself is fine, we can meet later. I still remember how it was at the beginning. No hard feelings.
T: Then yeah, let’s do that some other day.
A: Sure. No problem. Give me a call if you need something.
T: Thanks. Sorry.
A: It’s fine. Have a good rest. See ya