File MLDX: The Last File

Day 1C

X11-9077's house was pretty average sized and had a colonial house style. It had two garages and a basketball hoop in the driveway. The sun was beginning to set when the three had left the park. George lived a few doors away from X11-9077 and already left, waving good bye to her friend and blowing a kiss to Jonathan.

In the semi-darkness, Jonathan and his target made their way to her door and went in. Inside, he took in the hardwood floors, the family pictures hanging on the walls, the flat screen TV, and the leather furniture. Everything was so old-fashioned.

"Who's this? Boyfriend?" A middle-aged man with a potbelly walked down from the stairs, sticking out a hand.

Jonathan shook it firmly, although he never shook hands with anybody in his entire life.

"No, he's a new kid who moved into town," X11-9077 said.

"And you brought him over already?" The man laughed, but Jonathan saw that X11-9077's dad's eyes twinkled a warning to his daughter that said, Be careful.

Then the man left.

"They're about to eat dinner," X11-9077 told Jonathan as they headed towards the basement.

The two settled in a couch, and the target turned on the TV.

"What movie do you want to watch? I'll order a pizza so we won't have to stop in the middle of it." X11-9077 smiled over at Jonathan but blushed when they made eye contact.

He smiled, amused. Movies? Who still watched movies? It's all about molograms now. "You can choose," he said, giving her a smile back. "I trust your decision," he said in a joking manner.

"We're sort of strangers, but okay." Her eyes twinkled as she selected a movie called Inside Out. "I know, it's childish. But I still like it."

"That's cute," Jonathan said, smiling. "Like you." Then he acted as if he didn't mean to say that. "I mean, that's cute that you like the movie. Obviously." He grinned, running a hand through his hair. He was never taught how to properly flirt in the 21st Century. Why didn't the timicists put this information into his supplements?

To his surprise, X11-9077 started to laugh. "Yeah, okay." Her eyes twinkled brightly.

As he sat there and watched the movie with X11-9077, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. She was so engrossed in the movie that she didn't notice his quick glances at her. She laughed when the characters said something funny, and frowned during heavier parts.

Of course, he pushed it away, annoyed and angry at himself.