I remembered Fiji’s facial expression upon learning that I was playing tricks on him. Sometimes it was accompanied by a condescending smile or a pat on the head. I know if it were me, I would get furious.
Today, I found out about one more person he had taken home somewhere in the timeline before I came along. Somehow I managed to feel bugged about it, exaggerated it a tiny bit. I do it all the time, building up my anger for any reasons and then let it die. I know if it were me, I would expect him just to accept it and listen to the back story.
A week ago, the sunglasses Alan gave me finally broke. Normally, any pair in my possession should be broken in 3 months top but this one has been there in more than half a year. And Fiji helped me fix it with his super glue. If it were me, probably brokenness is still at its place since I love to just leave it there and dwell on it for a while.
I keep touch with DJ Man, Richard, Mario, Andrew, Ali, Johann and Stephan from time to time, even getting a bit flirty with some (or as Maxime said, it’s my default mode). Those were usually reported to Fiji Bear as well since I don’t think it’s anything serious, plus telling him would convince myself that we wouldn’t consider it something serious. And he always accepts it. If it were me, I would hunt each of them down and seek vengeance.
He’s been cooking for me a lot lately. I’ve grown to like his cheese noodles now. But it would be so much better if there’s much more meat and some veggie inside.