I regressed to get what I wanted and live in a loft house!

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

After we've ordered our food we sat down opposite sides of the table to face each other while waiting for the food.

I decided it would be best to talk about everything that happened.

"So Cal, what do you think?" I ask him vaguely, honest to god, even i don't know where to start, I'll just let him lead the conversation first and see where it goes from there.

"About what?" And that ladies and gentlemen, is how absentminded this dude sometimes is.

I don't get how this is the same Cal i remember from the past—future? I don't know, my previous life i guess. From what I can remember Cal the Firefly was the type to lead and think ahead, being a leader of his own team and whatnot. I guess because he hasn't had much experience yet, or most probably because we're still teenagers.

I sigh and try to think of how to go about this.

"About all the offers and stuff, what do you think about it all? Have you chosen one already?" I start with that, even if I already know which one he's going to pick i still want to hear his thoughts.

"Well, i haven't really thought about it much, you made it clear that I should give it some time, so I'm giving it some time."

That surprised me, I didn't think he'd take my words to heart or even consider it. Sure we might be friends, but still.

"Just think hard okay? It's your future, and even if you have some doubts or questions  I'm here to help." I assure him, i might be being a little selfish here but if i involve myself more with him, my future at least won't suck.

He goes quite for a bit, thinking to himself. While he does that i just look around in the room, admiring the decor.

"You know Enne, you've been a bit weird today. I just cant put my finger on why..."

I freeze mentally and slowly glance at him, while he looks at me innocently.

"Why do you say so?" I question him, was i too out of character? Or does he notice I have ulterior motives?

I hide the distress on my face and just mentally stress out.

"Nothing much, it's just that the Enne i know doesn't really go out of her way to help people. It's nice to see you be more active."

Oh right, i have been ooc today. For all my life I've always been cynical, even before i died. Now that i think about it dying probably made me change a bit.

Now I feel a bit guilty, thinking of him as a means for a secure future.

I just stare at him and then continue to look around the room again.

"Im just curious, there's nothing much to it." I admit to him, i dont have a proper explanation to give him.

"Well since you offered to help, what did you think about the offers, It's a good thing you were there with me every meeting, i know how perceptive or over-the-top thinker you are. So what do you think?"

I dont know whether to take that as an insult or a compliment.

"Do i even have the right to do that? I might influence your decisions, it's your future we're talking about." I cooly tell him, sure I'm selfish and using him for my gain, but im not that selfish. I know my limit, and he is still my friend at the end.

"Im asking you because i want your opinion, i know you know im not that perceptive about stuff like this. And im only ever serious about things like this with a few people, you included."

He's right, i didnt even notice how the speech pattern of his change, less optimistic and more serious, he know he's dumb but atleast he has the courage to admit that and ask for help.

So this really is the Cal of my previous life, he might not be the exact same but the attitude is there.

I unconsciously smile a little while looking at him and he probably notice because even he was surprised.

"Holy cow your smiling aren't you? It's been a while since I've seen you smile genuinely." He smiles bright and teases me about my own grin.

"Quit it, Im just thankful you think of me that way, do you like me or something? Sorry to say but Im not interested." I tease him back while thanking him genuinely.

He was stunned from the joke but composes himself quickly.

"Ew, yuck, no! I would never." He fake gags at me and that annoyed me a bit.

"What the fuck do you mean by that huh?!" I was about reach my hand towards him to give him a good ol' punch, but we heard a knock on the door.

"The food has arrive, Sir and Maam."

They enter inside the room after saying that, we didnt even have the time to properly seat ourselves, so now we just look like rabid kids fighting each other. We are, but this is still embarrassing.

Without missing a beat they continue on with their service as if they're used to seeing things like this.

As they put the plates of food down in front of us we calm down from our childish bickering and look at the meals.

We stare at each of the plates and awe at the presentation, each plate had amazing food arrangements and color pallette that it almost feels regretful eating it.

I look at Cal and comment on his amazement.

“You’re drooling, stop spoiling the food dumbass.” As I wipe my own drool.

“Like you could talk.” He retorts back.

“I knew we ordered a lot but- DAMN! I’m just glad we aren’t paying this out of our own pockets.” Just looking at the plates of food in front of us is overwhelming, I thought that for a fancy café the portions would be small but I guess not.

“Let's just eat!” Cal picks up his spoon and fork and starts with the pasta in front of him, he quickly starts putting big portions of food in his mouth at an impressive pace.

“At least savor it.” I slowly pick up my own pair of utensils and start swirling the pasta in front of me.

“I am savoring it, and it's so delicious!” As he says that pasta sauce splatters all over almost landing on me, which made me a little bit disgusted but I let it go.

If it’s as delicious as he says it is, then that’s warranted, I guess.

As the bundle of pasta came close to my mouth, I squinted my eyes and took a bite.

“…”

As if all reason left me, I shove the rest of the pasta in my mouth. Picking up more and more.

This might not be the best in the world but this is the best I have had in both lives.

“It really is delicious! Hey can I taste yours?” I excitedly tell Cal still having a bit of pasta in my mouth not caring about manners at this point.

“Here try it, let me taste yours As well” Cal swirls a bit of pasta on his fork and brings it closer to me.

I swallowed it whole while doing the same for him. Making us look like couples feeding each other but we don’t care, if it's for food then nothing else matters.

Indirect kiss from the fork? I don't care, I won’t even think about it.

Do I like him? No, I don’t, I just don’t really care about stuff like this, and neither does he.

“This is so good, how about the other meals?” Cal suggested trying out the other orders.

And with that we ate to our hearts – and stomachs – content.