LIFE OF THE PARTY

As soon as we got inside that tavern, you greeted us with happiness but also a frown. Ruefully, we won't be able to savor your creations. This night is different than most nights. This is your night! You are the life of the party. It was your turn to serve alcoholic people your best cocktails. Innumerable drunkards are there to witness how you rock that shaker with finesse. Drinkers placing an with excitement to taste the finest cocktails made by the one and only "Black", the life of the party. Though some are not able to catch a taste, I know for sure that it was the best as it was made by my amazing person.

We were seated at the small area with a small table and tall chairs at the back of the room, not having the best view but surely an enjoyable night. Across our table, in the middle of the room, the bar is there. That bar was your little stage where you are showcasing your best moves for your cocktails. From afar, it looks like you were dancing with the music; pouring liquors, slicing fruits, preparing the glasses, rocking the shakers, pouring the masterpiece, and finally serving to the drunkards and them indulging your drink. You are having your own moment, showcasing your talent, simply being the best. There are also some times when you would go around the room holding a bottle of spirit pouring some to drinkers' mouth. That was fun! Soon, your shift ends. Chit chatting to your friends, conversing with the alcoholics, you really are the life of the party. As you go around the room, finally, you reached my place. I had a chance to be able to continue our conversation from last time. You remembered me. I don't even have the memory of what we were talking about that night for I was focused on the way you talk. A few minutes have passed and suddenly you're gone. You left with no trace. Maybe you went home, maybe you were already asleep outside. or maybe... you were having it with some girl. don't know, I don't know; a lot of possibilities but one thing's certain, you were not in that place.

Continuing with the night, some friends I have known from the first time I went to that pub recognize me, and so I was able to exchange some greetings and have a cheers. This night, I was getting drunk faster. Once I stood up, everything is starting to get blurry. The room is rotating inside my head like the Earth. Crazy and fun but something's missing or shall I say someone. The life of the party is no longer here. Where is Black? People started contacting you; calling you from time to time. As the time pass by, I'm starting to get drunk and drunk. Standing up from my seat, went the huge door, and leaving my friends behind. Some time to sober up is what I needed. Subsequently, not more than an hour I have to carry on and go back with my boon companions. Confused on how to open the massive door due to the drunkenness, still I was able to successfully open and go through the door. On the double, my eyes were caught by a familiar man. Wearing different set of clothes but still black long coat, black skinny jeans, black shirt, black-framed glasses, black hair, now I also noticed your black boots with an inch or two of platform...

Black...

You are there. You came back. Once again, I saw my amazing person; I saw the life of the Tainted smile was painted across your face. You were tired. For the second or third time we were able to have our own little world drowned with our conversation. The ring you gave me, you were supposed to take it back since as per your story, anyone whom you gave a ring to end up having a bad relationship with you. You wouldn't want that to happen to us, I wouldn't want that to happen either. Nonetheless, you did not take it back in hopes that we'll break that somewhat you call a curse. Hopefully, this won't be the end of our conversation. In a moment, closing time is approaching. Another day has come; it's supposedly the time to head back home. Finishing up, you invited me and my companions for breakfast. Around the table of companions for breakfast. Around the table of the breakfast place, I was seated next to you. Talking, eating, conversing, slurping. discussing, that's how it was at the porridge place.

The sun has already risen. The sky turned into a hue of light blue with some pinch of white. It's morning. At this moment, it was without a doubt the time to head back home. Our connection was still there, it gets closer. Hope to see you again Black.

Humans are capable of having emotions towards you? Chasmic. I hate that.

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