Hard To Explain

The smell of coffee awoke me, combined with the delicate scent of rain Sarie´s apartment and she carried, the earthy scent of the brewing coffee was intensified. I sat up, a bit too fast, because my head began to spin, and I plopped back down on the pillow. “Good morning,” Sarie stood at the foot of the bed, aspirin and a glass of water in hand. Handing them to me she commanded I drink the entire glass, and said she had Pedialyte in the fridge waiting for me. I groaned, partially because my head was killing me, and in part because I hated the taste of Pedialyte. I made my way to the kitchen, where Sarie had begun to cook breakfast: pancakes, bacon, eggs, sausage, and biscuits. Sarie had set the table already, making me feel like a horrendous guest. What kind of guest throws up, makes you bathe them, lays in your bed, and to top it off doesn´t help clean up after themselves or takes care of their needs. “My mom…she didn´t raise me to be this way,” I assured Sarie. She looked at me questioningly. “How would that be?” “Erm, to be a bad guest, so sorry…for the inconvenience…” I trailed off. “It´s fine, really, you gave me plenty of material for my next album, based only on your ramblings and the night we went through,” she chuckled. “Glad I could be your muse,” I laughed trying to alleviate the seriousness of my apology. Sitting down, Sarie turned to me, and said “last night you didn´t want to sleep because you said you had some questions? Well, so do I, so I was thinking we play twenty questions and get to know each other.” My heart raced at the though, now that I was hung-over, I remembered what questions I had, but wasn´t sure if it´d be appropriate to ask, that, and I was afraid of what questions she could possibly have for me.

Notes

Apparently, I post in fives. I wonder if it's a trend, or casualty? Anyway, be patient because believe me this story is always in the back of my mind, and I am drawing inspiration from my environment, literature, art, films, and music I'm exposed to. Give me a couple days to decide what relation the characters will have, etc. Initially Sarie and Liz were supposed to 'do it,' I eventualy decided against it, (for now) we'll have to see how the story unfold, (I'm on this journey with you guys.) Now, before you ask where the heck Gerard is (I mean...you´re here for 'the bae'..right?...) He will be in a great contributing factor to the story later on, (so hold on.) I posted character descriptions, so check those out if you haven't. (I had already posted them, but this site sucks at times, it's frustrating!)