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Endless Change

A bartender notices something different about a new regular that has started coming in everyday.

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(Levar Point of View)

I walk over to the dresser and look over the clothes. How should I organize this? Should I put the underwear at the top or my shirts? If I put my shirts, should it be the next one I put the boxers, or should that be pants? I normally put my underwear on, then pants, and lastly my shirt, so should I put it like that? How do people normally do this? Should I just put them all in one? No, they won't fit. She got me a lot. There are 7 drawers so what if I just grab some clothes and just put them in until they are all in? I don't think it would be very organized but it would work and they are all in piles. Would I be seen as messy though? Should I just stay here and think about this more or would she not care? She is making dinner so I guess I do have time but at the same time it might be easy so it doesn't take long. What time is it? I don't have my phone on me. I look around the room. There are no clocks but there is a window. I look out the window and the sun isn't setting yet but I can tell that it is late, I think. I don't even know how much time has passed at this point. I should just put them in whatever order I grab them in. I end up grabbing the shirts first, then the boxers, and then the pants. I put them in the dresser, making sure they look nice and neat.

I walk out of the room. I get to where I can see the kitchen when Asaka walks up to me. I look up at her. She has never been this close to me. At least I don't think so. She is so tall. I feel short. 

"How did sorting out your clothes go?"

"It went well. I mainly just figuring out the order of how I want them." And I wasn't overthinking how clothes go into a dresser.

"I'm glad that it went well." I hear the front door close as both of us look at the door. "Darling, can you go see what that was?" Why me? I guess she doesn't want to burn dinner which makes sense. I can't smell anything though so I don't know what she could be cooking.

"Yes, I can."

"Thank you ba-." I feel my face become a little red. She was about to call me baby.

I see her walk into the kitchen and I walk up to the door. The door is open. I thought I heard it close, not open. I don't see anything. I step out of the door to see if I can see anyone but nothing. I look around the front door and nothing. What was it? After all, it's not windy. Now that I am looking, where am I? How far from home am I? I mean, I guess I know my mother will never find me here. Endless Asaka knows my mom but I doubt that. I should see what she is doing and tell her I can't find anything. 

I head into the kitchen and she is facing the sink. I can't really see what she is cooking on the stove but she is making something.

"I didn't see anyone but your door wasn't closed so I think something got in but I didn't see anything." 

"I can check later but I didn't hear anyone so it could have been some kind of animal and then they got stared away when you went to the door." Do animals do that a lot here? I guess that isn't super odd but I have never heard that where I live. I should properly stop thinking about how far away I am from my home.

She turns around as she puts down the towel when I see something. Blood. Why does she have blood on her hands? No. I should ask first. "Is that blood?"

I see her look down at her hands before looking back at me. "Yes, I guess it is. I must have not washed it all off. I am making dinner and I had some raw meat that I was holding and I got some blood on me."

I wonder what she is making. I look at the stove and this time I can see. She seems to be cooking two or three different meats together. I can only think of one thing but that is a Slovenian meal and I haven't had it in a long time. "Oh. I see. That is a lot of meat. What are you making?"

"That's a surprise. Why don't you put something on while I make food or we could just talk? Only if you want that is."

"I can stay here and we can talk."

Talking can't be that bad, right? Maybe I should have just gone to see if I can see if anything got in. After all, what if someone broke in or well, sneaked in? I can't defend myself. I know Asaka can but what will she think of a man that can't protect himself? What if she doesn't see me as a man?