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dragonflybelle · 6 years

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Osomatsu-san PS Vita game translation - Choromatsu 04 – Who is the culprit?

Choromatsu: (Alright, there’s no one here. There’s nothing out of the ordinary with the Nyaa-chan poster I secretly put up... ok.)

Choromatsu: Sorry I kept you waiting! Nyaa-Chan! ...!? T, this is... Osomatsu: Hey, what on Earth happened? Gathering everyone together like this all of a sudden. Jyushimatsu: What are we going to do? Baseball? Ichimatsu: You disturbed my nap... Choromatsu: Shut up! Be quiet! It’s not too late to be forgiven. Reveal yourself now. Osomatsu: What are you talking about? Todomatsu: Give it up, Osomatsu-niisan. Choromatsu-niisan is a pain when he’s angry.

Osomatsu: Don’t just decide that it’s me. It wasn’t me. Ichimatsu: It wasn’t me... Jyushimatsu: It wasn’t me either. Karamatsu: Heh, your gaze suggests that you suspect me? I’m sorry, but I don’t have any recollection of... Todomatsu: Yeah, yeah, wasn’t me. Karamatsu: .... Choromatsu: Look at this! Osomatsu: A poster? Todomatsu: That’s a poster of Hashimoto Nyaa, right? What’s the deal with it? Choromatsu: This was the special bonus from the Nyaa-chan CD I bought recently. It was the first edition bonus and you can’t get it anymore. Karamatsu: Oh, so you want a poster. Then I’ll give you one of me. It’s not for sale, so treasure it! Jyushimatsu: Thanks! Karamatsu: Eh, ah! Jyushimatsu: One! Two! Three! Four! Todomatsu: Jyushimatsu-niisan, that’s not a bat. You can’t use a poster in place of a bat. Jyushimatsu: Ahaha, you’re right! Bend bend. I’m giving this back to you, Karamatsu-niisan.

Karamatsu: O, oh... Ichimatsu: Heh, serves you right. Choromatsu: Arghh!! Listen to me!! Here! The area with Nyaa-chan’s lips is slightly creased.

Todomatsu: Ah, he’s right. Jyushimatsu: It’s kinda damp. And wrinkly. Ichimatsu: And you think one of us did that? Karamatsu: Oh, brother. Please look into my eyes...! I am innocent! Choromatsu: Why are you trying act cool? You’re pissing me off! Osomatsu: Hey, hey, calm down. Choromatsu: Do you think this is something to be calm about! Todomatsu: Come to think of it, isn’t that crease just damage from the wall? Have you looked into it properly? Choromatsu: Look, even I don’t like suspecting my own brothers. But when I looked into it, this wasn’t just ordinary damage. From the damaged area I can tell that this was caused by someone kissing the poster!! Osomatsu: Oh, so that’s it. Todomatsu: That’s idiotic... If you’re saying that with such certainty, doesn’t that mean you’re the one who did it? Choromatsu: I’ve been looking after that poster very carefully so I can say that with certainty! K, kissing this poster, why, I could never...!? Todomatsu: Uwah... such a virgin. Ichimatsu: Repulsive... Choromatsu: Why? Osomatsu: But even though you’re saying that, you’ve gotta be the culprit after all, right, Choromatsu? Choromatsu: I’m saying that’s not true! I would never do anything to hurt her! Jyushimatsu: Hurt her? Is she injured? Did you defile her? Choromatsu: That last one is wrong! Don’t say things like that. Osomatsu: Choromatsu probably damaged it inadvertently when he kissed it. That’ll do. Done and dusted. Choromatsu: But I’m telling you the culprit is someone other than me! Osomatsu: But you don’t have any evidence, do you? Choromatsu: Ooh... That’s true. Todomatsu: Can’t we just stop talking about this already? Ichimatsu: I agree. There’s no point in dragging it out any further. Jyushimatsu. I’m going to play baseball. Karamatsu: The time has come for me to find myself again. Choromatsu: Think about this more seriously, guys! My dear Nyaa-chan has ended up like this! Don’t you have anything else to say!? Osomatsu: I don’t really have any interest in that idol. I don’t care. Karamatsu: My lips belong to the Karamatsu Girls! Ichimatsu: I’m more interested in cat bodies than idols. Jyushimatsu: Paper is smooth and nice! Todomatsu: If it was her belly button, then I’d consider it... Choromatsu: I’m not asking you about your hobbies! I’m looking for the criminal who did this to the poster...! Osomatsu: Seriously, can’t we do something more fun? Right, Jyushimatsu, you got anything? Jyushimatsu: Baseball is fun! Todomatsu: Ehh, I hate sweating, let’s do something else. Ichimatsu: For example? Todomatsu: Hmm, visit some cafes? Osomatsu: No, that sounds like a pain. Karamatsu: Heh, I’ll think about it too. I’m going to go on a boat trip from... Ichimatsu: Never come back. Osomatsu: What? Karamatsu, you’re going to the seaside? I want to eat some tuna. Todomatsu: I want to eat urchin. The fresh ones from Hokkaido. Jyushimatsu: Me, me! I want pickled ginger!! Todomatsu: You don’t get that from the sea. Jyushimatsu: Really? Choromatsu: (Should I really believe these guys? No, don’t be fooled, Choromatsu! You have to suspect all of them! At this rate, the case will remain unsolved... Hello, this is Choromatsu. Actually, there’s something I want to discuss with you.

Option One: Why don’t you listen to them for a bit longer?

Choromatsu: (That’s right. I can’t doubt them so quickly even though I have no proof... We are brothers after all.) Jyushimatsu: Choromatsu-niisan, are you alright? Are you constipated? Choromatsu: No, that’s not it. I’m sorry I suspected you without listening to what you had to say. I should have spoken to you more appropriately. Osomatsu: As long as you realise that. Todomatsu: Seriously, it was horrible of you to suspect your brothers. Choromatsu: I said I’m sorry. But I’m going to ask one more time just in case, it really wasn’t you, right? Osomatsu, Jyushimatsu and Todomatsu: ... Choromatsu: Oi!! Osomatsu: Sorry! It actually was me! Choromatsu: Hah!? Osomatsu: You know. It was getting to be too annoying to keep hiding it. And it’s fine, anyway. It’s just a poster! Choromatsu: Why are you becoming defensive? Osomatsu: And even though I kissed her, it was just on the cheek! Choromatsu: That’s not the problem! Osomatsu: Eh, don’t get so mad. I was practicing for when I get a girlfriend. Choromatsu: Don’t practice with my Nyaa-chan!? Jyushimatsu: Me too, me too!

Choromatsu: You too, Jyushimatsu? Todomatsu: And me, sorry... Choromatsu: Eh, wait. All three of you!? Todomatsu: Because out of all of us, the one most likely to get to that point is me, right? I was practicing so that I don’t mess up! Jyushimatsu: I wanted to do it when I smelled the poster’s scent. Choromatsu: What is the poster’s scent!? Todomatsu: ...Hey, I just realised something important. Osomatsu: Hmm? What is it? Todomatsu: All of us... kissed the poster, right? Jyushimatsu: Right! Todomatsu: ...Which means. It was possibly... An indirect ki... Jyushimatsu: Ah! It was an indirect kiss!! Osomatsu and Choromatsu: Oeeeeeeehhhhh. Osomatsu: Jyushimatsu, don’t hit me with it like that... Todomatsu: Are you alright, Osomatsu-niisan? Choromatsu: ...My Nyaa-chan... By these guys. Osomatsu: Let’s leave him be for now. The bigger problem is this poster. Jyushimatsu: What are you going to do? Osomatsu: Burn it... Todomatsu: What! Even though it’s Choromatsu-niisan’s prize possession!? Osomatsu: This is for Choromatsu’s sake... Todomatsu: But...! Choromatsu: No, it’s fine. Todomatsu: Choromatsu-niisan? Choromatsu: Let’s burn it.. My memories should remain pure. Osomatsu: So you understand, Choromatsu. Choromatsu: Yeah. Nyaa-chan... I won’t forget you. And Osomatsu-niisan, thanks for everything. I probably won’t forget you. Osomatsu: Hmm? Choromatsu: My memories should remain pure. Osomatsu: Wait wait! The poster is hot! I’m different! Choromatsu: Farewell, Osomatsu-niisan.

Osomatsu: Arghhhhhhhh!!!! Jyushimatsu: Wah, it’s pretty.

Todomatsu: At times like this, it’s best not to hang around until the heat’s died down. I’ll go to pachinko or something. Jyushimatsu: Me too! Choromatsu: You two. Are you trying to go off somewhere? Todomatsu: Erm, I’m just going to the toilet... Jyushimatsu: I’m going to eat pickled ginger! Choromatsu: ... ... ... Todomatsu: Hee hee . Jyushimatsu: Aha. Choromatsu: .........

Todomatsu: Noooooo!!!!

Jyushimatsu: Ahaha!! I’m burning, I’m burning!! Choromatsu: ...Wah, it’s pretty.

Option Two: Think about the possibility that it might be someone other than your brothers. Choromatsu: (Somebody else... I don’t think the culprit could be anyone other than one of them though.) Choromatsu: I’m going to ask, was it really not either of you?

Karamatsu: We said it several times already. Don’t you believe me? Ichimatsu: I don’t mind whether you believe me or not, but could you please not lump me in with Karamatsu? Choromatsu: (For some reason or another, I don’t think it was one of these two.) Choromatsu: Anyway, I’m going to inspect the scene of the crime, so you too tag along. Ichimatsu: Why us? Choromatsu: Because our other stupid brothers have gone off somewhere, so I don’t have any other choice. Ichimatsu: Shit. Karamatsu: What should I do? Ichimatsu: Stop breathing? Choromatsu: Then he’ll die. Karamatsu: ... Choromatsu: And Karamatsu, you don’t actually have to stop breathing. My intuition tells me that if I investigate the crime scene more thoroughly, I’ll work out who the culprit is. Karamatsu: It doesn’t look like there’s anything here. Choromatsu: Huh? Ichimatsu: What is it? Choromatsu: Was there a gap over there before? Ichimatsu: No, I don’t think there was.

Iyami: Sextuplets, how are you, zansu? Hey, what’s up, zansu? Choromatsu: Iyami... Actually, my poster was damaged by someone... My... my Nyaa-chan... Iyami: Calm down, zansu. By poster, do you mean the one that was in the closet, zansu? Choromatsu: Yeah, but... How did you know that? Iyami: Gack! Why, zansu? Well, I’ve been having a rough time, zansu. Ichimatsu: Tsk... Iyami: W, what, zansu? Ichimatsu: Doesn’t this seem kind of suspicious? Iyami: Do you suspect me, zansu!? That is a false accusation, zansu! Karamatsu: Come to think of it, why are you here? Iyami: Oh no. We’re friends, aren’t we, zansu? Ichimatsu: We are? Choromatsu: You haven’t been looking us in the eyes for a while, might there possibly be something you feel ashamed about? Iyami: Gack gack. That’s... I... Choromatsu: I-ya-mi-ku-n?

Iyami: I don’t know anything, zansu! Ichimatsu: I think being honest is going to work out better for you. Iyami: The truth is... when I was sleeping in the attic, the poster got damaged, zansu. I, I was honest, so please forgive me, zansu...! Ichimatsu: So it was just an unfortunate accident. Karamatsu: Heh, in the case, it can’t be helped. Iyami: R, right. Hah, now that I’ve been honest, I feel relieved, zansu. Ok, so that’s it for me, zansu. Choromatsu: Hey, wait. Iyami: W, what, zansu. Choromatsu: Why were you in the attic? Iyami: That’s... I had already reached my limit, zansu. I just wanted to be somewhere with a roof, that the wind wouldn’t blow through and was warm, zansu. Ichimatsu: Well... We did steal Iyami’s house and everything he owned before. Karamatsu: Please forgive us for the sake of my face! Iyami: Uhh, I thought you were like demons, but you do have human hearts to some degree, zansu! Alright, this time I really am taking my leave. Ichimatsu: Wait a minute. You don’t know anything about the cat food I stashed in the attic, do you? I’ve been running out a lot lately. Choromatsu: Now that you mention it, I’ve been losing the idol photographs I collected recently too. Karamatsu: The photographs of me haven’t been stolen... Iyami: That’s because I can’t sell pictures of you, zansu... Karamatsu: Eh? Iyami: Ah... Ichimatsu: Could it be... Iyami: Ahaha, I just did it on a sudden whim, zansu. Choromatsu: Ho... So you stole cat food and my treasures on a whim? Change of plan. I’m not letting you get out of this alive...! Iyami: Wait, if we talk this through, you’ll understand! Give me one more chance...! Choromatsu: Don’t waste your breath!!

Iyami: Nooooooooo!! Option Three: How about asking a professional to fix it?

Choromatsu: A professional... I didn’t think of that. But that costs money, right? I don’t have that much. Karamatsu: We figured out a solution surprisingly quickly, didn’t we? Jyushimatsu: Good, good! Choromatsu: But the money... Osomatsu: For the time being, let’s fix the creased part with glue and tape! Karamatsu: This is just quick fix until you can get it to a professional. Can you bear with it, just for a while? Jyushimatsu: Right stick! Alright! Left stick! Alright!

Choromatsu: Not alright! I don’t understand!! Hey, wait! What are you trying to stick on there!? Jyushimatsu: Eh? Sticky tape! Choromatsu: Why sticky tape? You’re fixing a poster!? And the mouth makes it seem like there’s been a crime! Karamatsu: Jyushimatsu, you have to think about this a bit more. Paper should be treated delicately. Choromatsu: And what are you sticking on there while saying that? Karamatsu: It’s masking tape with my face on! And it’s environmentally friendly! Osomatsu: Seriously, the two of you are useless. You have to do stuff like this on the back, not the front. And then you can just stick it on however which way. Choromatsu: Eh? Ah, yeah... that’s right... aren’t you guys kind of being weirdly helpful? Osomatsu: ...No we’re not. We’re always like this, aren’t we? Jyushimatsu: We’re not weird at all! Seriously, this nothing! Karamatsu: T, that’s right! Your problems are my problems. Choromatsu: Really? Well, I could use the help so I guess it’s fine... Osomatsu,Karamatsu and Jyushimatsu: Phew. Choromatsu: Hey... what’s with this?

Osomatsu: What’s with what? Choromatsu: Isn’t it worse than before? Karamatsu: There’s an arm coming out of her head. Osomatsu: Her nose is kind of where her belly button should be. Jyushimatsu: Huh, how did that happen? Choromatsu: You know how that happened!! My... my...!! What have you done to my precious poster!! Osomatsu: So what, it’s not something to cry over. Choromatsu: You guys will never understand my feelings! This was what kept me going!! Supporting her is like living for me! Osomatsu: Hey, Choromatsu... Keeping that inside your heart is fine, but you can’t live your life around idols. Choromatsu: Osomatsu-niisan... Jyushimatsu: Hey, what are those guys talking about? Karamatsu: I don’t really understand, but it seems like Choromatsu is depressed. Jyushimatsu: Really? Then we’ll have to cheer him up! Karamatsu: That’s right. We should do... oh yeah! Choromatsu. It’s nothing special, but these are some little gifts from us. Choromatsu: Karamatsu-niisan... Jyushimatsu: This is from me! It’s a signed ball! Choromatsu: Jyushimatsu... Giving me such a precious thing as a signed ball... Jyushimatsu: It’s fine! Because it’s my signature! Choromatsu: Why would I want that, idiot!! And then Karamatsu has even given me a poster of himself! You actually had them made!? Osomatsu: Well, I guess there’s no helping it. Here, take this.

Choromatsu: This is...? Huh!? A poster of Nyaa-chan! And it’s new!? Osomatsu: Actually we asked some professionals to fix it. It’s just like it was before right? Choromatsu: O, Osomatsu-niisan! I’m sorry I called you shitty! I’m really sorry for saying I hoped you would die soon. ..wait, huh? Do you guys know what happened to the tube over there? Jyushimatsu: Tube? There was something like that? Karamatsu: I don’t recall anything. Choromatsu: ...Osomatsu-niisan?

Osomatsu: There was a poster with exactly the same picture, I thought it would be ok to open it for sure. Choromatsu: Hah!? That was the one I was going to keep in its original packaging!! What have you done!? Osomatsu: It’s fine. And anyway, if you have two of the same thing, you’re bound to have a third, right? Choromatsu: I don’t!! Osomatsu: Eh? You don’t have any more? Why? Isn’t buying the same things and staring at them your hobby? Choromatsu: It’s not for staring at it, but to store and make me feel fulfilled. Osomatsu: Eh? Having the same poster and not putting it up, I don’t understand that at all. See, you should just hang it up like this, ok? Choromatsu: Hey, give that back! Osomatsu-niisan!! Jyushimatsu: What’s this? Tag? I wanna play too!! Karamatsu: Oi, if you keep messing around then... Osomatsu: It’s fine! I’ll just put this up! Ah...

Choromatsu: Arghhhh!!!! One week later. Jyushimatsu: Choromatsu-niisan. He hasn’t come out of his room for a week now. Osomatsu: Nothing we can do about it. Anyway, let’s go out drinking! Jyushimatsu: Wayyyy! Karamatsu: ... ... ... Choromatsu, I got this ready especially for you. Look at this and feel better. See you later.

Poster: Dear Choromatsu, I laminated this especially for you. Choromatsu: ...I’m going to stay in my room forever.

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An Evening To Be

-Another One-

It's the same as always. A party. For me a hard time because I don't drink alcohol, and by that I don't forget about the problems in my life. Also, with me being quite introverted, parties never really get me and I genuinely can't enjoy them. But still. I'm here. The reason why, is something I'm still trying to find out. I got invited over by a friend and because, somewhere, deep down inside, I still hope for me and everything being different this time, I accepted. Of course it isn't. This is not one of the romantic stories I read or thoughts I have, nor is it an anime with a cute story about romance and love and fate and lalala.

This is reality.

This is me.

-Behaviour-

I decide to stay. I decide to not be rude this time and not leave early. I want to force myself to have fun. I step on the dance floor and, in an instant, step off from it. I was never a good dancer.

I try to do some conversation. Get to know some new people. As soon as I see them playing a drinking game, smoking, or simply enoying this party, I don't even want to talk to them anymore.

-Odd-

So I do what I always do. I go outside.

It's summer, so it's not too could, but I still decide to put on my thin jacket.

Normally, there are always two to three guys outside, smoking, taking a break or calling someone. It's like that this time too. Two girls are smoking on the corner of the house, some dude is sitting on a bench looking pretty pale and one girl is sitting on a bench beneath a tree. Oddly, she's not smoking, not calling and not looking overly drunk or down. She's just sitting there. Listening to the light breeze running through the tree above her, with the numb base from the inside of the party in the backround.

She flinches as I open the door, probably because the music got louder for a second,

-I just know this kind of reaction from myself-

but she decides to not bother about the music any further and starts listening to the brushing of the leafs again.

I move away from the door onwards to a metal fence and lean against it. I can see her quite good now. She has short, light red hair, a small nose, freckles on the left and right side of it, big eyes, of which I can't really see the color from this distance, and full but not really big lips, on which I can't find any lipstick. She wears a striped dark blue and white, sleeveless top, a well used skinny jeans, that looks quite comfy, but not too underwhelming for a party and dark brown, leather Vans. I can make them out easily because I'm wearing Vans all the time.

As I'm looking at her, being a very odd occurrence at a party, at least I'm assuming that there are not many people like me going to parties, our eyes meet.

I decide to not look away because she doesn't either

-did she actually do what I did-

and she smiles at me.

She simply smiles.

-Face-

Obviously confused by this situation, I start, unconsiously, making a face, and she begins to laugh.

Not really getting what just happend, I just decide to smile back, a bit ashamed.

She stands up.

She stands up and starts walking in my direction.

She does what?

-Green-

"Hi I'm Alex"

Her eyes are green with a shade of brown in it and her voice is a bit lower than an avarage girls, but not manly or anything, but quite pleasing and calming.

"Green" stumble's out of my mouth.

"Sorry?" I realize I'm an idiot.

"Uhm what? Ah. Ehrm our eyes. They're green........Hi I'm Elias."

-nice first impression buddy-

She smiles. "So you did actually look at me hm?"

-damn it-

"Oh...Yes. Sorry"

"No it's fine I can't say I didn't do the same."

"Oh really?"

"You came out here because you couldn't stand it in there anymore right?"

"Wait a second how did you-"

"You looked like me."

"Wow. I thought the same of you."

She chuckles. I do the same.

"So why are you here?" I ask.

"I don't know, really" does she say with a little groan, while leaning next to me on the metal fence "It's my friends birthday, but we both know I'm bad at this stuff, I still decided to come, and yeah. Now I'm here. You?"

"Got invited by a friend and hoped it would turn out for me this time but... Yeah I'll probably just stop going to parties."

"Yeah, me too" her answer surprises me, in a very good way. Talking to her feels like I've known her for quite some time. She sounds just like me.

"Why don't we start right now?" she glances at me for a short time with her big, green eyes, and then walks of in direction of the harbour nearby. "You comin'?"

A bit surprised, but appreciating the idea, I start following her.

-I wanna-

"I love this harbour. Used to play here as a kid very often."

"So you're from here?" I ask, as Alex hops onto one of those high edges that are usually on harbours.

"Watch out."

"I wouldn't need to. You'd catch me if I fell right?"

Of course I would

"I can't guarantee for anything, but I'll try."

"Fair enough. Yes I am from here. My father works as an engineer for the train company here and my mother's working as in the hospital."

"How comes I never saw you around in school or anywhere?"

"I'm usually not that talkative and much more quiet, so it's easy to not really notice me."

She's right. Now that I think about it, I saw her like once or twice in one of my courses, but didn't actually think about her any further because she seemed quite happy with her friends around.

"Now that you're mentioning it. Yeah! Wait aren't you the girl that came to school in ice skates the whole winter?"

"Yup. So you actually did notice me. Nice to hear."

She reminds me of myself as she says that. I'm also more of the quiet and kept for myself type of guy, and most of the time I'm listening to music instead of talking to the others.

"Wait a second" starts Alex.

"Aren't you the guy that's coming to school with your board all the time? Yeah that's you! And you're always under your headphones!"

"Well, you got me."

"It must be nice music to always have them up. What are you listening to all the time?"

Uhm. Nice question. Either music I cry to at home or metal.

"Well I'm quite the metal fan. Gloryhammer, Powerwolf, Orden Ogan. That kinda stuff."

"U aren't!"

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Because you just stole my music taste!"

"You are kidding."

"No really! Hm~I wanna set the Universe on Fire~"

"~feel it burn tonight~ no way."

"Wow, like, I know no one who's listening to this stuff."

"Well, now you do. But I never saw you with headphones or anything. Are you just listening to stuff at home or-"

"Yeah mostly. In school my girlfriends are always on my nerves."

"So you'd rather listen to music than to them?"

"Uh, quite sometimes"

"Don't worry, I'm thinking the same all the time"

"Yeah but I just kinda feel bad and I don't want to be rude and, yeah I don't know..."

"I feel you."

-Catch-

Some time passes as we walk quietly next to each other, Alex in obvious disconcern about what she just said about her friends.

"Do you wanna see something?" I say with an idea to cheer her up

"Um. sure."

"Ok, come down"

"Mind helping me?" she askes in a quick manner as I see her jumping in my direction. I'm able to catch her quite easily, since she's smaller and lighter than I expected, by grabbing onto her waist, pulling her pretty close to me, with her face up in front of mine

"Whoa! Hello there. You could've said that a bit earlier." I notice a smell on her I can't really identify.

"Why? You caught me."

I hold her for some more seconds feeling the warmth of her body and her breath, while she doesn't really seem to be bothered by it.

"Didn't you want to show me something?" she asks, obviously noticing that I spaced out for a second.

"Uhm of course. Sorry"

As I put her down she smiles and mumbles something I identify, at best, as "No it's fine. Really..."

"Ok! Follow me!"

-Classic-

As I take the lead I feel the breeze getting quite cold and Alex begins to shake a bit. I don't even ask her but intuitively take off my jacket and pull it over her back.

"Don't you need that anymore? You'll catch a cold!"

"I'm fine. I swam in water half this temperature, I'm used to it."

"Really?" she asks, obviously concerned.

"Yeah don't worry."

The thing with the water was a lie but I tried my best not to shake.

-Lighthouse-

We come to the of house of the harbour master or owner, I never really knew, but next to it there is a tower, about 15 to 20m high, colored like a lighthouse and not really anything else but an attraction for tourist.

"Let's go!"

"Up there? At night?"

"Yeah. Trust me! I caught you didn't I?"

She looks into my eyes as I say those words and just nods.

-Stargazing-

At the top of the tower, the floor was not metal like the stairs before but actually stone, and it gave barely enough space for two people to lie down, so they had to get quite close together.

I layed down on the floor.

"It's a bit cold but it'll be worth it. Come down here!"

"Uhm if you say so, I'm gonna trust you."

She layed down, very close to me and now I could identify the smell on her. It was some kind of sweet, peachy and light smell, a kind of parfume she must have put on for the party. I really liked it.

She looked at me.

"So what is it?"

I simply pointed at the sky.

Thousands upon thousands of stars were seeable this summer night.

Alex gazed upon the limitless number of stars in her eyesight, fascinated by the great view you had from this place, while getting closer to me.

We both stare upon the might of the stars above us and the unbelievable number of them.

"This is-"

"Beautiful right? I always come here when I need to think."

"To think about what?"

"About everything. Life, love, the universe, myself that kinda stuff"

"Oh really? So you're a little poetic hm?"

"If you wanna call it like that"

"So! Share your thoughts!"

After this sentence we begin to talk about all those things for about two or three hours, I think we both lost complete track of time during that, and I noticed, she was also quiet thoughtfull about this kind of stuff. We also talked about ourselves and noticed we actually had similar problems. Parties, people, depression and loneliness, how we think about other people and how we think about ourself.

After a time, that seemed to me like some minutes, but actually was some hours, we simply layed there for half an hour, as close together as it gets, watching the stars.

-Missing-

"Ok I think we probably should go back to the party. The others will probably worry about us."

I said a bit dreamy.

Slowly Alex and I stand up and walk down the tower without saying a word.

Nice.

You missed it.

You should've kissed her.

-Promise-

Alex jumped onto the edge of the wall again and walked on it right next to me. The breeze got stronger for a second and she didn't manage to hold her balance and fell.

"I said I would catch you." I say with her in my arms.

"Yeah..." she says a little embarrassed.

As I'm holding her I'm feeling it again. That tingly feel that always comes up shortly befor kissing someone.

In this case it's Alex.

I put my lips on hers and she presses hers against mine, she runs her hands through my hair and as our lips seperate, tears run down her cheeks.

"Dummy. You could've done that a bit earlier."

"Yeah I know." I say as I kiss her again.

I let her down and we stand there for some minutes, kissing.

After that she said with a shaky voice

"You know, I'm really happy I went to this party."

"Yeah. Me too-"

I barely manage to speak any words as Alex is on my lips again.

-Scent-

"You know what?" I ask.

"What?"

"You're the first one I've told all those things."

"Same here."

"Thanks." I say as I hug her closely.

"Same here." She hugs me even tighter

We walk back to the party, but because everyone is either sleeping or passed out, we decide to leave a note and go to my home.

This was the first night Alex slept in my bed.

This was the first morning I woke up next to her.

This was the first day my bed had her scent in it afterwards.

This was the last time I felt alone.

#story redhead short romance mine lonely

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