IV. The knife and the razor 1/2

Gerhard woke up and looked to the side seeing that the girl was still asleep in the other bed, he rolled and got out of the bed to go to the bathroom, he took a deep breath and sat on the floor looking at the tiling [I] he looked at the bag in the corner, he then stood and went to the sink to wash his face, he felt somehow ditzy and decided to go out for a walk, ending in the hotel cafeteria. When they asked for a room the worker said that breakfast was included which was cool, according to Camila, and so he looked for a spot to sit and wait for her to get here. After getting a room they had gotten to talk a little more, he learned that she was Argentinian and was going to France to contact a her Spanish cousin, when he asked about the knife all he got was that she had named it Atonieta, as it was the translation in Spanish to the name of the person who gifted it to her, a French woman that had died some time ago because of age, of course the original was a French name "Antoinette", she had said and the fake accent managed to put a small smile on his face

The voice of a waitress awoke him from his thoughts, he ordered a coffee and some toasts, and went back to his snoozed-out mode, he realized that he could have went on with 'that thing' at night, when she finally went to sleep, with the knifes that the black-haired declared to have it wouldn't been hard at all, so why hadn't him?

He was so lost in his own world that he didn't notice when they gave him the food, he picked at it not really hungry until a pair of steps attracted his attention, he looked up to meet with Camila She was wearing a green sweater with a blue t-shirt underneath, which was odd, black jeans and a pair of grey skater-sneakers [II]. She sat down in front of him and offered him a smile when she noticed his eyes on her

"Morning" she said

As soon as he laid his eyes on her he felt his previous thoughts disappear, Camila seemed to calm him somehow

"Sleep well?" asked Camila

"Ja, you?" asked Gerhard

And why did it matter to him?

"Perfecto (1), I was thinking… would you mind if I put you a nickname?" asked Camila

"A nickname?" asked Gerhard

He didn't notice that he had said that out loud so the answer startled him a little

"Bueno (2), I can't pronounce your name correctly" said Camila

He took a sip of the coffee, which woke him a little; and looked at her, she was weird but…

"I don't mind" said Gerhard

It was true, the past night he had found that he did enjoy her company, and he liked the sound of her voice when she finally showed him her cheerful side, an attitude that suited her better that the serious look from before

She, on the other hand, beamed at him upon hearing this managing to make his breath hitch in his throat, it was weird, he did like how relaxed she made him feel, but he didn't understand his reactions to the things she did

"Then I'll call you Grey" declared Camila

There it was, that innocent tone mixed with her foreign accent, her eyes shining like motivating him to speak

"Why?" asked Gerhard

"Because it reminds me of something that'll make me commit suicide" explained Camila [III]

"I find it funny that you associate my alias with my goal" said Gerhard

"Trying to end your life isn't a life goal" said Camila

She stole a toast playfully and put butter in it before eating, sarcasm he noted and took one too now that the sickening feeling had disappeared, she stole another toast sending him an amused smile which caused one small smile from him, she was in good mood it seemed

A pair of waitresses where whispering to each other on the bar, glancing to them every once in a while, they had seen the guy when he arrived and wanted to talk to him as he looked pretty hot, one had tried the normal waitress approach, but he acted very uncaring, not even glancing at her when he ordered or when she gave him his order, then he looked like he was in his own world until that girl appeared; even when they wanted to, they couldn't bring themselves to hate the girl, she seemed like a nice girl, also the way that he blushed at her antics was rather cute

"They do a cute couple~" said one of the girls

She was a strawberry-blond with amber eyes, besides her a blond with purple eyes, the one that had attended the guy. On their tags were their names, the strawberry-blonde was Hallie and the other was Katherine

"Such a shame too, he is really hot" said Hallie

"Tell me about it!" said Katherine

They exchanged looks and giggled, then they looked back, they seemed to be sharing breakfast, which according to Hallie was completely adorable…

Back on the table Camila took another toast and glanced to the left and grinned while glancing back at the blond in front of her

"Don't look now but those two girls are totally checking you out" said Camila

He blushed a little but didn't look, he didn't care that much if they were looking at him, he won't see them again, one black eyebrow was raised in the Argentinian face, and he just shrugged and she sighed in defeat for now, looks like making 'Grey' open up would be harder than expected, but she was sure she could do it

That day, after passing by Gerhard's house to get some things he needed for the trip, they both headed to the train station, they'll travel to Stuttgart and from there they'll have to walk to France, Gerhard commented that crossing at feet would be rather hard but she told him not to worry, luckily Gerhard had been to the city many times before, so he'll know in which direction go; the whistle blown, the train started gaining speed and, Camila and Gerhard started their journey