cellular sentiment ꨄ ceedee lamb

ꨄ ii

you sigh and unlock the door opening it only enough to peek out and low and behold its cedarian with a big goofy smile on his face and a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

your face is blank as you stand there processing the man in front of you.

"well i guess you know why i turned off my location." he laughs nervously breaking the silence.

moments pass, your heart is beating a mile a minute and your brain cant form a proper sentence. you see his smile begin to fade and it suddenly brings all the words back into your being.

"yeah um its cool, im sorry um c-come in." you stammer stepping out of the doorway so he can enter.

he cautiously steps inside the door closing it behind him once inside.

"i got these for you." he says shyly reaching out to hand you a bouquet of pink lilies and you cant help but smile.

"thank you so much, howd you know lilies were my favorite?" you say happily accepting them.

" you said you lilies were your favorite flowers because your mom always grew them."

"oh my, no way you actually remember that God im about to cry." grabbing an old vase you have sitting on your island. "please sit down, make yourself at home."

you go into the kitchen and fill the vase with water, carefully unwrapping the flowers and a note falls out.

"when'd you get a coffee table?" you hear him call from the living room.

"uh, last week it was on market place for twenty bucks." you call back opening the note.

' may these bring you the same joy that your friendship brings me - cee '

you smile and place the note in your pocket of your gown for later.

"damn only twenty dollars- i swear you always find the best stuff on there." he says and youre brought back into reality.

"yeah, dumb luck i guess." you said going to the stove and removing the steaks that were searing and placing them on a cutting board to rest. you open the oven and check the potatoes making sure they were still cooking  as you wanted them to before closing it and heading into the living room.

he is sitting on the small velvet burnt orange love seat you have and you sit in the recliner diagonal to him. you cant help but stare. it feels like some sort of weird dream- him being there in the flesh.

this time it was you who broke the silence, "this is crazy."

"im sorry, i knew i shouldn't have just came here out of nowhere without warning. i just really wanted to see see you. in person you know.  like with everything going on with the team and all. i-i dont know. i just thought this would be a good little escape, talking to you always feels like one i figured being with you here would actually be just that. i dont know i-im sorry, i can leave." he rambles standing up.

"no, please stay." you say getting up and grabbing his arm. he's warm to the touch and you cant help let your hand linger there. "i didn't mean it like that i just meant its crazy that im actually like meeting you finally. like it doesnt seem real- you dont seem real."

his eyes bore down into your own and he suddenly places a large hand atop of yours, "it feel real though, right?" he quizzes and you nod.

"thats all that matters then."he smiles.

and just as quickly as your nerves had came they vanished in an instant. he was right- it was real.

"yeah, youre right." you say gently pulling your hand from under his and sitting back down and he follows in suit.