I manage to get some sleep even if it's not much, so I'm not too tired, but... I went into the living room this morning to find Cyril under the sofa, somehow he's managed to flip it over, and make some sort of fort out of it with the cushions. This is the same man from last night, right?
"What...? What the hell have you done?!" I shout, but he doesn't wake up, beer cans are everywhere near his, "Den" he must've gotten drunk, and decided to make a fort out of the pillows and the sofa. How old is he again...?
"My God... Hey! Get up, you drunkard!" I shout, he moves slightly and makes a soft moaning noise.
So at least I know he's alive, he might not be after I'm done with him though. The sofa is heavy as hell itself, the fact he's managed to move it at all proves he's not human. And yet... I fell in love with him, since I was six years old. Ah, I give up. I just love him too much to stay angry for too long, but still... How the hell did he move it?
"...Idiot... Nagi... Stop keeping... Secrets..." Muttered Cyril, at first I thought he had awoken. But, no. He was just talking in his sleep.
I left him to wake up on his own, while he's doing that, I cook breakfast, bacon, eggs and toast. If you can't wake a man by normal means, wake him up with his stomach first. Or... At least that's what Mum said.
"...Ughhhh..." Groaned Cyril, awakening from his drunken slumber.
"So you are going to wake up after all, and come out from under my sofa!" I shout, placing the food on the plates, then waiting for him to crawl out from his "fort."
"Oww... I have a hangover, don't shout. And why is the sofa turned into a fort?" Asked Cyril, trying to get up.
"...You got drunk, and I assume you thought it would be a good idea to flip over the sofa, and use the cushions to build a fort!" I exclaimed, feeling rage build up inside me. I don't care how much I love him, he cannot make a fort out of my poor, insanely heavy furniture!
"I did this? ...Crap, Nagi?" He said, he sounded like he was in need of help.
"What?" I said, I was not amused.
"I... Haah... I'm... stuck. " He said reluctant to ask for help, then trying to push the sofa off of himself, at least he's trying. "Er......Help... Please."
"You're stuck? Well that doesn't surprise me. Stay there, I'll give you a hand." I said, then trying to hold back the laughter that had taken over the rage inside me.
"I can't really go anywhere..." Sighed Cyril, then wondering how he had managed to flip the heavy sofa in the first place.
It took awhile to even budge it, but eventually we moved the sofa to how it originally was, but with great efffort.
"How on earth did you move this, and without making a sound?" I asked, I was up most of the night, and when I did sleep, it was a very light sleep. How is this even possible?
"I don't know, maybe I get super powers when I'm drunk!" He laughed, he had a childish grin on his face.
Well, I'll forgive him, but I'll make it hard for him. Serve him right, magically flipping heavy sofas without a sound. After we had breakfast, the phone rang.
"Coming! Hello?" I said, answering the phone.
"Ah, hello. Is this Nagi Watashi?" Said what sounded like a woman on the phone.
"Y-yes...? I'm Nagi Watashi. Why?" I said, then Cyril listens to the call from behind me, it's making my heart skip every other beat.
"Ah! Great, I have an offer for you! Before I forget, I'm Linda. I'm going to help you get jobs for your dream of becoming an actor." She said, ah now I remember, I asked my parents to give me some small jobs to start off with.
It seems like they kept their end of the bargain, all I had to do was pass my exams. Do they have that much faith in me?
"Well, hello Linda." I said, Cyril flinched as soon as he heard that name and his face... If looks could kill.
"I have a job for you, it's a only a small role in a play in a small theater not far from your area. It's not the best of jobs, but you've got to start some where, right?" She said, a giggle followed after.
"Well, I asked for small jobs to start off with, I don't want to try to get into the big league before I even learn the job, it's totally different when you're in college and when it's the real thing, right?" I said, Cyril edged even closer to me and the phone, as if he was going to kill the phone itself. You are seriously going to make my heart stop.
"Yes it is. Yay! Great then, I'll give you the full details later, see you later!" She said, with such ecstasy.
"Bye." I said, then the phone call ended, and Cyril had a face filled with dread, when I turned around.
"The She-devil has returned to London..." He said, he's drained of colour. He has met her before then, that explains his current behaviour.
"She-devil? You know her?" I asked, walking closer to him, he looks like he's about to faint.
"Yes! Th-that She-devil is my God aweful sister! Whatever you do, don't fall for her seduction!" He said, grabbing tightly onto my arms. Well, I won't have any problems with that, since it's you I love. You'll be my only love from now and forever. I... I just wish I could tell you that without ruining anything...
"I won't, I already like someone anyway. Someone... close to me." I said, then his grip loosened.
"Oh, okay..." He said, he sounds annoyed, I wonder why?
I thought he'd be relieved to hear that. After a moment of awkward silence, a loud booming noise came from my front door. I rushed out to see what had happened, it was Elizabeth, just knocking on my door. That stupid woman... You wouldn't believe she's older than me by two years.
"...What th-?!" I said, then Elizabeth jumped on me before I could finish my sentence.
"Nagi!" Shouted Elizabeth, throwing herself at me literally. She seemed overly happy to see me as usual.
"Pfft...! Hahahaha, hahaha!" Laughed Cyril, going slightly hysterical while barely keeping it together, but a look of pained jealously filled his eyes for a moment, why? What does that mean?!
"Why did you move without telling me?!" She exclaimed, virtually pinning me to the floor, I was hearing pure anger in her words. Cyril just continued to laugh, he couldn't even stand up, because he was laughing so hard, he was trying to hold himself up with the doorway.
"Cyril, please breathe at some point!" I shouted, Elizabeth was getting angrier at me for ignoring her for a moment.
"Hey, don't ignore me! Why didn't you tell me you moved?!" She shouted, her loud, squeaky voice went straight through me. Ouch! Do I still have eardrums?
"Ow! Because this would happen, now get off me!" I said, she started to loose her hold on me, and then I rolled over pinning her to the floor for a moment.
"Eh? N-Nagi...?" She said, blushing, she went quiet for a moment, then I got off her and went to calm Cyril down.
"Hahahaha! I... Hahaha, I can't believe this...! Pfft! Hehehe, I... I can't breathe... Hahaha!" Laughed Cyril, I got a paper bag, and gave it to him.
"Here, breathe in and out of this, calmly if you can. You should stop laughing." I said, trying to remain calm, even Elizabeth stayed quiet as I tended to Cyril.
After a few minutes, Cyril Calmed down, now dizzy with a sore stomach and chest, he went to lay down for awhile to recover from hysterical laugher.
"Hey... Nagi, you love him don't you?" Said Elizabeth, sitting in the living room, disappointed.
"...Y-yeah... I have since I was six." I said, sitting down next to her.
"S-six...? Oh..." She said, her face turned slightly red.
"Don't tell him, I don't want to destroy the relationship we have now." I said anxiously, playing with my shirt's buttons. I might pull them off at this rate.
"You... You friggin' idiot! Why don't you confess your love to him?! You pathetic excuse for a man!" She shouted, she smacked me on the head and then pointed at the door leading to Cyril.
"W-what?! I don't want to lose him as a friend! I'm terrified of what he might he say to me, I'm scared." I said, trying not to cry.
"Are you that afraid of rejection? Tsk... You really are useless, but I can't say much about that either... Anyway, if you're not going to confess, you're just going to torture yourself like this?" She asked, calming down, and then sitting back down. Does she...?
"I suppose so, if I tell him how I really feel I think he would reject me..." I said, letting out a heavy sigh.
"That... That bastard! Why does he torment you so?!" She said, filling up with rage again.
"Shhhh! Rember, he doesn't know I love him, he'd probably avoid me if he knew." I said, calming her down.
We argued over it for about half an hour, before she listened to me, and saw it from my point of view and finally understood why I am reluctant to tell him how I feel. But, it was a difficult task, she is so frigging stubborn!
"...Fine, whatever. I give up." She said, sighing heavily.
The phone rings and rings before I finally stand up and walk over there to answer it, I really don't want to right now.
"Hello?" I said, as I answer the phone.
"Hey, it's me Linda. I've just called to ask where your apartment is exactly, it's not on the frickin' file. I was told what area you were in, but that's all I got." Said Linda, her voice was slightly panicked, I could hear the desperate fluttering of paper while she was speaking.
"Eh? Ah, sure I'll te-" I said, being cut off by Cyril slamming the phone down, and disconnecting it.
I am so going to kill him...!