Friendship Or A Connection

As Anna and Porsche proceeded toward his house, she couldn't shake the feeling that she had lived this moment before. However, she chose to ignore the strange sensation and walked alongside him, feeling a strange sense of safety and security, even though she wasn't one to trust easily.

As they reached the front door, Porsche turned to Anna and asked, "What is your relation with that woman you came to meet?" Before Anna could respond, the door swung open, revealing Porsche's mother, who walked past them without acknowledging their presence.

Anna was puzzled and turned to Porsche, questioning why his mother hadn't greeted them. He explained, "My mother is suffering from ASD" ( referring to Autism Spectrum Disorder, a neurodevelopmental condition typically diagnosed during childhood.)

With that revelation, they entered the house, and Porsche led Anna to a small guest room. The room had a window, a small bed with a lamp, and a bathroom attached. As Porsche left her to settle in, Anna took off her bag and sat on the bed. She was exhausted from the long day, and she realized she had no clothes to wear for the night.

Lost in thought about how to thank Porsche for his hospitality, there was a sudden knock on the door. Porsche stood there, holding a pair of pajamas that looked like they belonged to him. He kindly offered, "These are my pajamas. You can wear them for the night."

Anna hesitated, saying, "But I'm okay."

Porsche chuckled and responded, "NO, you won't be able to sleep in that dress. Don't be shy; take them." Anna nodded quietly and accepted the pajamas. Porsche then left her to change, and she washed her face before settling down for the night.

Later, there was another knock at the door. Anna opened it to find Porsche standing there, this time holding a cup of noodles and a drink. He handed them to her, and she gratefully accepted. She ate the noodles and then, feeling the weariness of the day, she lay down to sleep.

In the peaceful silence of the night, Anna drifted into slumber in the unfamiliar guest room .

"....."

It was a peaceful morning, and the clock had just struck  9:00  AM. Anna was still lost in the embrace of sleep, completely oblivious to the world outside. Porsche had tried knocking on the door multiple times to wake her up, but her slumber seemed unbreakable. Eventually, he found himself left with no choice but to open the door and gently step into the room.

As Porsche entered, he couldn't help but be captivated by the sight of Anna, sleeping peacefully, as if she had no connection to the worries of the world. Her serene presence held him in a momentary trance until he was nudged aside by his mother, who entered the room without a word.

His mother reached out and gently touched Anna, which stirred her from her dreams. Anna's eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, she stared at both Porsche and his mother, her expression a blend of surprise and confusion. Quickly, she sat up in bed and greeted Porsche's mother, but there was no response from the older woman, who simply turned and left the room.

Anna glanced at the clock, which now read  AM. Before she could say anything, Porsche, feeling a bit shy, spoke up, "Hey, I was trying to wake you up for breakfast. I'm sorry that my mother barged into the room like that."

Anna smiled warmly and replied, "No, it's really okay, and thanks to her, she woke me up. Otherwise, I would have been late." 

With that, Anna and Porsche exchanged a brief but friendly exchange, setting the tone for a day that promised more unexpected twists and turns in the unfolding story of their connection.