Algorithm

Chapter 9

"Oh yeah, there's definitely a problem." He smirked, amused. "A problem you won't admit."

"God dammit." I groaned loudly, slightly getting pissed off. "I don't have OCD, just drop it!"

"Ok fine, fine." He rolled his eyes, groaning to himself, or so he thought anyway seeing as it was more than evident to me beside him. But all of a sudden and out of nowhere, I was just then to watch him throw his half bitten sandwich onto the floor around us. My eyes were to widen at his actions, looking at him in annoyance. "Oh babe what's up, the OCD kicking in?"

"No." I scoffed, trying to take my mind off it as I looked forwards. "I'm perfect fine thanks."

But that was far from the truth as I can imagine you know. Down to seeing that sandwich on the floor out the corner of my eye, it was causing frustration and annoyance to burst all that way through me. Why did he have to do this? What possible thing would he achieve from it?

"Uhm, I don't think you're perfectly fine at all." He laughed, and as I turned my head back to look at him, I noticed that he seemed very proud and amused in himself. "I know that being on the floor is bothering you, just from your heavy and erratic breathing is a giveaway to it."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I uttered, my eyes finding that sandwich again.

"Oh really?" He chuckled. "Then I guess this wouldn't bother you either." And with that right then, I watched him start to break up crumbs of another sandwich, and sprinkle them across the half eaten one on the floor between us. So that was it, there was breaking point for me.

I immediately stood up fast with my napkins in hand, on my hands and knees, picking up the many pieces of sandwich on the floor for my own annoyance. "Ok fine!" I raised my voice all so suddenly at him, making sure no mess was left as I picked it all up. "You win Sascha, ok?"

"See babe." He smirked, caressing my cheek as I sat back down on the concrete slab beside him once it was all clean. "It wasn't so hard to admit you have OCD, and bad, was it now?"

"Just shut up." I groaned, scoffing my face full of my edible sandwich. Looking forwards and out at the lake in front of us, I chewed my mouthful and proceeded to swallow it before I at all even attempted to go on with what I had to say. "Just eat your food and shut up, maybe if you do that we can finally get to this stupid surprise you seem to have planned or me."

"Trust me Sofie. He leant back on his arms behind him and looked at me. "It's not stupid."

"Oh yeah?" I questioned challengingly with a raised eyebrow. To which he nodded his head at me, an evident and clear proud look upon him. "Well I guess I'll be the judge of that." As I answered slow and simply at that I continued to eat, my eyes tracking back to the lake that I admired in front of us. In doing so, I fought back, not letting any sign of a smirk come to me.

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"Oh come on Sascha." I groaned, sat in his car beside him with a scarf covering my eyes. "Is a blindfold really necessary? I doubt the surprise is even any good, knowing you that is."

"Hey." He gasped from beside me, and so it was then that I could only imagine that he was most probably pulling one of those 'fake hurt' faces which he does a lot. "That isn't true by any means I'm good at surprises and you know I am. Think of all the ones I've done for you."

If I did not have my eyes covered and they were not forced shut, then I most definitely right now would be rolling my eyes at him. "Yeah I am thinking of them all, and each one which I have had the displeasure of receiving off you had been crap." I lied, between gritted teeth.