It was Saturday afternoon and the boutique is quite crowded. Elza talked to some customers and helped them choose the clothes when suddenly,
“Elza, do you have a plan for next week on Saturday evening?” Ryan asked.
“Actually no. Wait, I’m talking to a customer, you mannerless spongehead,” Elza then continued talking to the customer.
After that, she approached Ryan and asked, “Why did you ask about my plan?”
“First thing first, I don’t think it’s a good manner to call me mannerless spongehead in front of customers. For your question, I’m going to reserve a table for you in the fancy restaurant on Fremont street, I forget the restaurant’s name. Eh, you’re still single right?”
“What the hell Ryan? Are you asking me for a date?” Elza rolled her eyes.
“Of course not me, duh. I’m setting you for a blind date,” Ryan grinned in his usual childish expression.
“Is this part of a mission? Also, Ryan, everytime you make that face, I have bad feeling,” said Elza.
“Relax. You prepare your dress and makeup then have fun,” Ryan said then left.
A week later, Ryan drove the car to take Elza.
“Are you still sure that maroon is the right colour for the dress to wear on first date?”
“Ryan, if he’s going to date me, he’d better get used to my style,” Elza said.
“And you also wear maroon lipstick. Is that necessary?” Ryan asked.
The car becomes silent after that.
They arrived at the restaurant then a host greeted them and showed them to the table.
“Rook? Roy?” Elza looked at the man who already sat at the table with a younger guy beside him.
“Oh, hi Rook. I see that my brother Roy took you here earlier.”
“Explain this, Ryan,” Rook glared at Ryan.
“You two enjoy your dinner. Eh, Roy, give your car key to Rook. I’ll drive you home. Don’t get involved in their adult business, kid. Now, do you want to play Mario Kart?” Ryan pulled Roy’s shoulder after Roy gave Rook his car key.
“So, did Ryan…”
“Yes, that spongehead told me that he set me up for a blind date,” Elza cut Rook’s question.
“And you agreed?”
“You also agreed.”
“Well… Uhm, anyway, you look stunning in that dress,” Rook said. “I still hate you, though,” he added quickly.
“You also look fine in suit and I still hate you,” Elza retorted.
They both ate in silence then Elza noticed that Rook started getting sweaty.
“It’s hot, eh? I’m surprised that you don’t take off your jacket.”
“Ryan says that a gentleman should never take off his jacket. I’m a gentleman so I don’t take off my jacket,” said Rook.
“Correct. Ryan knows such rule but he doesn’t follow it. What a spongehead.”
Rook smiled hearing that. “Do you want to go somewhere else after this?” he asked.
“Yes, please. Take me to game centre. We’ll rock the place with this attire.”
“As you wish,” Rook laughed.
P.S. This is another fanfic of “Children of Altar” (sorry, hahaha…). I struggle with description in this fic. I could imagine their dialogue but I had no idea what to write aside from the dialogue. If you can give me advice then please kindly comment. Thank you.
Also, that part where Rook didn’t take off his jacket was inspired by a video of Patrick Stump getting advice from older gentleman.
I never go to formal dinner at fancy restaurant so if I make mistake in this story, please tell me. I did my research but I could still make mistake.
It was a peaceful Sunday morning. Roy played the Witcher on his laptop and suddenly… “Roy, take a bath and let’s go!” Ryan shouted.
“Come on!” Ryan wrestled Roy and managed to shut down the laptop in the process.
“I hate you! I was continuing my game and you shut it down.”
“Take a bath, we’ll go swimming.”
“Why should I take a bath? I’ll get wet again once I swim,” Roy retorted.
“You stink,” Ryan said.
They walked to the public swimming pool and Roy asked, “What is it Ryan? You don’t like swimming.”
“Are you scared? Don’t worry, the pool is shallow enough for you.”
“No kidding. I’m a better swimmer between us and seriously, since when do you get excited to swim?”
“Well, actually that’s the point. We have to add swimming to our training regime.”
“Sounds all right. But we don’t really have to worry, do we? I mean, those Salty Spitoon visitors don’t come to us and challenge to fight.”
“What is Salty Spitoon?” Ryan asked.
“Ryan, you don’t watch Spongebob?”
“By the way, I bought you a book today,” Ryan handed Roy the book.
The prompt today is “jangle“. I didn’t know the meaning so I looked up Oxford dictionary online. They also give sentence example, “Ryan stood on the terrace jangling his keys.” So I think I would just continue that sentence.
Ryan stood on the terrace jangling his keys. He was just home after wandering around the bookstore to find a book for his little brother, Roy. Talking about Roy, Ryan saw his brother’s motorcycle was still parked and the doors and windows were all still closed. “That satan hasn’t woken up yet,” Ryan thought to himself.
He came into the house and shout, “Roy, wake up! It’s 11 already,” then heard the answer, “It’s Sunday!”
“By the way, I got a missed call from Don. What’s up? Do you two have problem?” Ryan asked.
“Why would Don call you?” Roy responded while gaining his consciousness.
The characters Roy and Don are taken from the ongoing series on Wattpad, Children of Altar. It’s written by my friend. Check that out and give feedback.
Also, I don’t really know about sibling relationship and in real life I don’t know any of my friends’ siblings personally so I have no idea how to continue my story above. What would make someone call their friend’s brother? What can make you trust your friend so you give them your brother’s contact number?
By the way, did I just make a fanfic with original character? Hahaha…
Few weeks ago, I read the Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini and it was amazing.
I will not spoil much but I will tell about my experience reading it. First, reading this novel in public place was a mistake. I brought the novel during my night’s watch duty in hospital and I had to hold back my tears many times. So I was happy when I could finally read it at home because I could cry ugly tears as I wanted.
Second, this novel is probably “the most Asian” novel I’ve ever read. The “Asian things” come in many forms: Asian pride, parent-and-child relationship, our attitude toward people of different ethnicity or religion, the gender biased norm, marriage, the taboo stuff, etc. Then I realise something: regardless of ethnicity, location, and religion, Asians are Asians. Some proud creatures we are. Well, maybe not all Asians but I live in another part of Asia and I can relate and understand those things.
This is one of my favourite quotes in the book which is also one of “the most Asian” quotes, “Because history isn’t easy to overcome. Neither is religion. In the end, I was a Pashtun and he was a Hazara, I was Sunni and he was Shi’a, and nothing was going to change that. Nothing. But we were kids who had learned to crawl together, and no history, ethnicity, society, or religion was going to change that either.”
I guess those “Asian things”, aside from the story line, are what make me love this novel so much. Because I could relate to it. Because it makes me cry and say, “Yes, right.”
She’s home again. Sitting in her room, infinite sadness in her eyes. “That home is a mess. Why don’t you just leave?” people would tell her. “This is the mess I’m comfortable with,” she wants to say.
Crossing the road to visit you, I said hello. It’s a quick visit, I promise. No hug, no kiss. Just want to hold hands and see each other. Later we can continue with our own lives. Open the door, please.
In my previous post, I talked about how people often forgot about Hufflepuff’s justice. People tend to think that Hufflepuff is a house of sweet innocent dumb people. Sorry, that “dumb” part is rude.
We Hufflepuffs are kind, loyal, and hardworking. However, we are also just. Now I confess that even I forget that “just” part sometimes.
Hufflepuffs value justice. This is why many Puffs helped fight Death Eaters during the Battle of Hogwarts. They couldn’t stand the injustice that would have happened if Death Eaters had ruled the wizarding world.
However, why don’t we, even the Hufflepuffs themselves, talk more about this “badass” trait? I’m not sure why but I remember something said by Miwako Sato from Detective Conan series, “But kid, remember one thing. The word ‘justice’ isn’t a word you can involve in any occasion. It’s something we must hold secretly in our hearts.”
Justice is not something to boast about.