what´s going on?!?
i don´t believe it | was prepared for a lot but that´s really going to far >
that morning i'm walking down the hallway towards the kitchen | just wanted to throw a quick pizza in the oven | then the door to the bathroom opens and who comes out? | silke | with nothing on | just a towel wrapped around the private parts | thought i saw a ghost | probably looked pretty stupid staring at her like that | and she just gives me that weird triumphant look pulls up her shoulders walks past me and goes where? | into till's room | can you believe it? >
was no longer hungry then | what's going on? | how can something like that be? | have they both completely lost their marbles now? | but in retrospect a lot of things suddenly make sense | silke not reacting to the fact that i didn't invite her over for christmas was completely out of character | and then there's till's mysterious dates that were so important that he couldn't play the scratch guitar for days | and he's been avoiding me for days and can't look me in the eye when we run into each other | i probably should have guessed it | but i just couldn't wrap my head around it and still can't get it in there that he seriously ... | with my mother?!!??! | you can´t do that right? | what's wrong with him? >
what should i do now? | tomorrow we've planned a rehearsal | think i'll just pretend to be sick | absolutely not in the mood to meet him | it's enough that i can hear them across the corridor | i'll just listen to loud music all day long now | gosh it's pissing me off
PS: about the scratch guitar the poll was just as undecided as I'd been before | but since till was avoiding me i just did it myself over the weekend | at least i don't have a bad conscience about that anymore