The next day, the story goes on

You are a little confused when you wake up in the next morning and find yourself in a completely different room again. It is neither the room in your old home nor the one in your father’s mansion. But then you remember that you yesterday went home with Albert, the shy nerd. This is his bedroom in his apartment. You carefully get up and look around. Albert is nowhere around. You wonder where he is.

On a chair next to the bed are your clothes, as well as a T-shirt and jeans in almost your size. That’s good, because you can’t walk around in your party dress the whole day. You put them on and head out of the room. At first you enter a kitchen. Albert has made coffee as soon as he was up. He sure doesn’t mind you take a cup. And suddenly you hear Albert’s voice from another room. you carefully enter and see Albert in an office. He sits behind a computer with a microphone in front of him. It seems he does home office and has a video call with colleagues. You remember he mentioned that he has to work today. Still, he looks happy when you enter.

“Oh, good morning,” Albert greets you still a little shy, “sorry, did I wake you up?”

“Who are you talking with, Albert?” a voice from the computer asks, “do you have a friend over?”

You carefully get next to Albert. You are not in the field the camera sees, but you can take a look at the screen of the computer. The video meeting is with five guys. One of them is black and according to the expensive looking furniture in his office he is the superior of the guys. But he seems not very friendly.

“This … well … this is a girl I met in the Paradise-club yesterday night,” Albert says uncomfortable, “she … just woke up.”

“Stop talking bullshit,” the rough voice of the black guy replies mocking, “as if jerks like you ever get a woman in bed. You loser will die as a virgin. I bet my car on it.”

“Oh, perfect,” you say and enter the place where the camera can see you, “I could use one. Just give the keys to Albert. And you, honey, don’t work so much on Saturday.”

You enjoy the shocked faces of Alberts coworkers. Especially the one of Alberts superior, who can’t believe what he sees. And you enjoy it even more when you place a kiss on confused Alberts cheek.

“Guys, can you give me minute, please,” Albert asks and turns the microphone off before anyone can answer, “wow … that was … thanks for this. My boss really deserved being humiliated for once. He always talks shit about others. Especially me.”

“No need to thank me,” you reply gentle and smile, “well, if you have to work, I guess I just take a coffee and head home. It was nice. I hope you enjoyed it too.”

“I can call you a taxi or Uber if you want,” Albert offers quickly, “you don’t need to walk home. Wherever you live.”

“Thanks, but I’m fine,” you reply smiling, “and you need to work. So, have a nice weekend. And don’t be so shy around girls. You have nothing to be afraid of.”

Albert nods gratefully and you head to the kitchen. You allow yourself a cup of coffee and take a short shower before leaving the apartment. You remember there was a bus stop close to the building and head to it. Always driving by car is bad for environment anyway. Sadly, when you arrive you see a note at the bus stop. It says that because of a change in driving plan a year ago, this bus stop is out of use.

You sigh and open Google Maps. According to it, there is another, really working bus station just a few streets ahead. Well, it is just a short walk and you need to stay fit anyway. With all the food in the mansion, you will soon grow fat if you don’t move more. Eventually you should sign up in a material arts studio again, like you did in your old hometown. It was fun and you learned a lot of tricks and techniques to defend yourself. After some years, you even were allowed to teach the new students.

You like thinking back to this time, even if it is just a few months ago. And you are so lost in your memories, that you hardly notice how your surroundings change.