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The other day I was in the city with Till. Ava had invited us. She wanted to introduce us to a friend who works at a major publishing company. So we ate way too sweet carrot cake, drank way too expensive coffee, and made every effort to appear like the pop stars of tomorrow. I think it was a great disaster. I myself am totally unsuited for small talk of any kind. And Till, shortly after our arrival, started a lengthy monologue about the influence of lyrics on melodic perception and the implications for bands who decide to sing in incomprehensible gibberish. After 45 minutes, our conversation partner suddenly remembered an important meeting in the Glockenbach district that she didn't want to miss, and we were left alone.
I wouldn't even mention all this if not something strange had happened on the way back. On the subway, a strange guy sat across from us, gaunt and bald, wearing a worn brand suit and an eyepatch. With his healthy eye, he kept staring at Till. As if that wasn't scary enough, after a few stops he began to cackle hysterically, so loud that the whole car turned its heads.
We were glad when we could finally get off. But from then on, we were no longer alone. We were being watched. I can't really say by whom and how. Sometimes it seemed as if no one was around, but the feeling remained. And a short time later, as if out of nowhere, someone popped up again. A beefy guy in a bomber jacket and sunglasses. A canary-yellow, lowered VW Golf with Swiss license plates. Again and again the same figures, on the entire way home. I know, you can get caught up in something like that. But we both had this feeling without even talking about it. It wasn't until we had closed the door of our house firmly behind us that we looked at each other. 'What the fuck???', it burst out of Till and I couldn't have said it better.
Of course we told the others about it. Jin's look was rather sympathetic. I guess she thinks we're paranoid. But Leo was suspiciously quiet. Could it be that she knows more about it?