“Hey! Empty world to Melisa!” 

My eyes popped open, hearing my name from Alferd’s… TOO close - way too close; 

Alferd was nose to nose with me.

Like I said a thousand times way too close for comfort… His hazel eyes - so beautiful you can’t imagine.

I couldn’t stop.

I was still a big tomato.

I was still with my crushing eyes staring lovey-dovey at him before blushing again as I realised that I required his delectable breakfast.

I was thinking of my name, ‘Melisa’ … I didn’t have a name in the lab, it was mostly ‘girl’, they couldn’t bother name me…I guess. The same with Alferd that was called ‘boy.’

We gave each other our names - so it sounds so special when Alferd says it… 

I’m sure there was some reason for my name. 

A character in a book maybe. 

If not a play. 

Funnily enough, Alferd’s name’s spelling was so he didn’t sound like some randomking in history. Sometimes I’d laugh when I remembered that if he met someone and said the name I had given him,

they might say ‘‘Isn’t your name Alfred?’’ 

And he’d respond with “No it’s DEFINITELY Alferd!”

And I’d feel sotouched. 

He cared so much about a name-giving-game we did years ago. 

Honestly so did I.

“I love living with you…” 

“Did you say something, Melisa?” He asked. Bringing me some soft pancakes as I had already had crispy last time. “NOPE, nothing!” I smiled shyly. Tasting the special ingredient in every bit.

My own special little pancakes he had made me.

And so I cherished another morning with him.