So called "fun" turned out to be far from funny, in fact a lot of hard work was connected with it. Anjelnin chased me through the garden and sandbagged me to do the same attacks over and over again. The hours drifted away and it turned dark outside.
"Let's get inside. I'm starving." Anjelnin said and walked towards the back door.
I followed her and asked. "What's for eats?"
"Dunno. What would you like?"
"No idea. What have we got?"
"Chinese noodles, pizza, egg rolls…" She didn't stop listing things.
I cut her off. "Okay, just chuck a pizza in the oven. I'm fine with that."
"Okay."
I watched her rummaging around in the freezer for the pizza and kidded. "I hope you didn't forget to buy the pizza first."
"Very funny," She rolled eyes. "I didn't… See? Here you go!" Holding a XXL pizza Anjelnin turned on the oven.
"You carry that off?" I asked, looking rather concerned about the way she was running around in the kitchen, searching for something.
"Sure! I'm not dumb." She put the pizza in the oven and raised an eyebrow. "Is there something wrong?"
"Not at all. I just realized that you're a little chaotic… unorganized." I shook my head. "Well, never mind."
"Right."
Anjelnin and I left the kitchen and went into the sitting room. She turned on the TV and I bagged myself a book from her bookshelf. Neither of us were talking for a while. Then:
"You're looking after the pizza right?"
"Nope. I thought you were," she gave me a 'don't-you-know-I-always-burn-things' look.
I jumped up. "Bloody hell!" There was smoke coming out of the kitchen. "The pizza!"
Anjelnin was already rushing towards the kitchen door, "Forget the pizza! What about my kitchen?!"
I ran after her.
The whole oven was ablaze and the fire had started to ignite the counter tops.
I reached for the phone in the kitchen and started dialing 911, but Anjelnin seized it before I could finish.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she snapped at me.
"Calling the fire department?!" I answered totally choked up.
Anjelnin tapped her forehead. "Are you nuts? Go and save your belongings first!"
"But-"
"You can call them later! Now MOVE!"
I spun around, sprinted back to the sitting room and took my luggage. Anjelnin was next to me, putting her laptop into her carpetbag. She threw a few jeans, shirts and a jacket to it, grabbed her favorite pink sunglasses, chokers and platforms and headed outside.
"Hey! What about the phone, so we can finally call the fire department?!" I called after her.
She turned at the front door. "Forget about the fire department! Better get your ass outta here!" her voice was all over the place.
The sudden change in her expression made me hurry. "What-"
"Don't ask, move!"
I reached the door just as a loud BANG came out of the kitchen.
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