When I Said That Character Won't Be Seeing Its Last Post....

How such a passing thought becomes true. I met Mr. P again, after exactly 2 years and 2 weeks.

Last I met him, it was his sister's wedding. I didn't attend his mom's funeral. And that was the end...

And just hours ago I was there, sitting in his living room like it was 2009 all over again. 

I went there because I felt, the very least, his dad needed some sort of comforting. Losing a child is the stuff of nightmares. I was also helping Confused Gal and her sister out because they couldn't find a bus out of that remote place.

I didn't actually have a proper conversation with him. There wasn't much to say between us. But he did make an effort to talk to me. He teased my weight gain as I walked in the door and while eating as I was kinda forced to have dinner.

Mr. P : Have some more rice J.

Me : Enough, that's enough for me.

Mr. P : Why? What you on a diet or something? *wide smiles*

Me : *raised eyebrows and smiles*

I noticed that he kept looking at me. I was too afraid to look right at him because when someone just looks at me, I look them back straight in the eye. I am not in love with someone else. And even if I were, a relationship like the one I had with Mr. P doesn't just erase itself. I did catch a glimpse of him and we stared dead straight into each others' eyes for 2 whole seconds. I knew he wanted to make conversation but I just wouldn't look his way. For the most part I was sitting on a one seat couch beside which was a separate 2 seats couch. And for the better part of the night, he was sitting on that two seats couch edged near me. He managed to tell me about how the accident happened and the mystery surrounding it, details of which I am trying to erase myself. 

And then I left, with Confused Gal and her sister.

Later I sent them off on their way and I came and sat down in the car.

I need a Mr. P detox. 

That's what it feels like right now.

But I know, come tomorrow, I'll be just fine...