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every day with you is a series of new experience

experience

noun /ˌikˈspirēəns/

practical contact with and observation of facts or events

Well, it did not take me long to get bored of our routine.

Doing nothing and staying in one place was a big source of my anxiety back then, thinking that if I were to stop moving for second, the noble’s guard dogs would find me and take me away, until one day, I got a little impatient that I accidentally took out my frustration to her.

When I ‘cornered’ her about what she usually did, she backed off like a little animal. I felt guilty, so I reiterated my question. However, my attempt backfired as she drove herself more to the corner.

“I’m sorry,” was something I did not wish to hear, yet was also the only thing she chirped from her little beak. I froze, at loss for words.

Not knowing how to convey my intentions to her, I opted to let my instinct take over my mouth. “Well, I word it wrong. What I mean is, how did you survive living like this, with nothing at all?” Still a rude question it was, however a tad bit better.

Vega casted her eyes to the ground blankly. “I just... live,” said her, matter-of-factly, as though it was the answer to all the questions on earth. Silly me for expecting a more detailed answer.

Nonetheless, the simplicity of her words bemused me. I decided to be the one to initiate yet another journey. “Well, I should ask in a different way, I suppose?” I said, falling into a thin laughter. “Do you not have a source of income?”

She pouted, as though I had asked the most discourteous question ever existed. Well, perhaps I did step on a landmine, as her expression turned sour. “No one will hire a homeless and poor person, especially in such a poor area” she spat.

Yep, I stepped on a landmine.

I pressed my lips awkwardly, thinking of a way to peer in deeper without sounding rude.

Well, I gave up. I leaned on a plywood of a wall. “Sorry, I should have not asked that way,” I muttered. “Then... how do you... acquire food... daily...?”

Again, with a dismissive manner, Vega shrugged. “I don’t,” she answered. “I do not acquire food daily. There are times when I can’t have access to any edible thing. However, mostly, I would say... stealing expired and wasted food is my main source of food.”

I nodded. “It is hard, is it not?” I said, sounding more of a rhetoric question rather than a sympathetic remark.

“It is,” she answered, her lips pursed in a funny way.

Of course, it was funny. I was asking the obvious.

Vega must had noticed how awkward it was for me, as she told me, “It was a bit of a fun when I was with my companions, I have to admit. We stole things and ran away from people. You know, the rush of adrenaline?”

The way she talked to me, it was like a way for her to comfort me. Oh, splendid. I chuckled, saying, “Yeah, that sounds like it.” Maybe it would be fun to do it together, too, the two of us. I stood up and extended my arm, offering, “Then, shall we do it together?”

Thus, for the next few days, we did just that. We would ‘pick up’ wasted products for our nourishments, doing reckless things for the sake of adrenaline rush. We would come up with the most daring and strangest plan, then executed them just like that.

Oh, do you think it is unfair of me, a noble bloodline, to steal from the poor? Indeed, but the nobles have stolen from the poor for so long. Furthermore, I did not desire to come back to the filth parade that was the nobles. I have left, and I have no mean to return. Thus, I was nothing but a lowly peasant.

And how did I acquire nourishment before meeting her, you might ask? Oh, truly, I did not leave the cage without nothing. I am not so much of a naive, in that matter. This is between you and me, okay? I stole a lot of my parents’ wealth. I, too, had my share of riches, be it jewelries nor gold coins. I had them, and I used them to survive. However, it was not enough, and I had begun to run out of tradable goods by the time I met Vega.

Well, that is not important now. Whatever happened, happened. I have also ‘returned’ some of the stolen from the people—at least, those I remembered.

Anyhow, let me get back to the tale.

Adventures over adventures, I spent my days with Vega with brand new experience each day. Each day was filled with nothing but bliss, and her eyes glimmered in sparkles of delight. Oh, how beautiful. All I wanted to do was make her mine.

Thus, came upon me a feeling uncontainable.

One night, with my body filled with energy and euphoria, my feelings overflowed out of my system, unable to be contained. “You know, I’ve been thinking,” I said. Oh, recalling that moment was beyond embarrassing. I said to her, without thinking and without a courage to look her in the eyes, “We should elope together.”

Right after the words came out of my own lips, I felt foolish. Whatever was I thinking? The audacity to even say that! Oh, God, please erase this embarrassing moment from my head. It was my dark past that should be forgotten from my history.

To make matter worse, she only responded with a confused, “What?” and I did not know how to reply to her. A mistake. Big, big mistake. Mission abort. I shall bury myself under the ground. However, she giggled, and said, “Well, maybe you’re right. Let’s elope!”

And with those playful reply, I felt so much warmth and comfort I never had experienced.

in times of hardship, your smile makes me stronger

newborn adventure.