Sunday Morning
A knock on the door…again…again.
"Coming!" she shouted while almost running to the door. "Who is it?"
"Jordan, it me Nigel."
She opened the door for him, "hey Nige, what's going on man? You nearly knocked down my door."
He walked in with a nervous expression on his face. He sat down, stood, seemed to think of something, and then sat down again. A minute later he stood again.
"Jordan we've known each other quite some time now have we? And we are friends right, we would help one another out if we had to right? I mean we have…we do."
He sat down…again.
"Yea I guess we do. Nige, are you all right? Have you been trying something new, ya know experimenting with some new underground drug?" she said jokingly.
"Drugs! Lord no, I just well I just was thinking you know we don't get to spend a lot of time together anymore at work. It's all just been so work oriented lately, you know where did the fun go?"
"We have fun," she tried to make sense of him but was really at a loss.
"We do huh."
Ok I think the poor guy just went downhill. What is going on in that head of his?
"Well I'm up now how bout some breakfast, whaddya say I whip up some pancakes or eggs?"
Nigel felt the sweat beads forming on his forehead.
"Breakfast? Uh no thanks…well I'll be off then. I have to do…think man think…something. Genius bloody genius.
"What? You just got here and you can't leave now, I still have to figure out what you were saying earlier."
He stood up for the last time walked to the door and opened it.
"I'll see you at work then bye love," and he left.
God it was way too early for that. What was that? She thought to herself while going back to her bed.
Outside of her apartment building Nigel was getting ready to hop on his bike when he paused and thought about how he made a fool out of himself just now.
Dear god she must think I've completely and utterly lost it. Oh well at least I made it through the door this time. It did get rather old staring at her apartment building every Sunday morning.
He sped off hoping come Monday morning she would forget all about it.