Bear Grylls is a man's man

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I was very sweaty after the morning jog. Well, morning was not morning per se, it was about eleven a.m, and I didn't exactly jog, I just walked to the hotel to treat myself to a delicious breakfast. I was now a free soul, caged by nothing, so when I call it a morning jog, it is a morning jog.

Stretching both my arms because of fatigue due to the strenuous exercise, I walked towards my apartment. I wondered what that annoying guy was doing. He seemed like a total dud. Anyway, he seemed to be of good comedic value.

My assumption proved entirely correct since he presently stood in front the door of his house, his warm brown eyes looking forlorn.

"Do you have Superman eyes? Do you have laser beams coming out of them which can unlock the door?" I asked him.

"No, it's just that I left my keys and wallet in my friend's car. I can only get them tomorrow, at the latest." He said, making puppy eyes.

"Congratulations." I uttered and proceeded to unlock the door of my abode.

"Can I wait until my aunt comes back? She has my spare keys. I called her and she said she'd be here by 2pm." He asked me.

"Wait all the time you want, why ask me?" I asked him.

Then he uttered the impossible. "Can I wait at your house?"

"No."

His brows furrowed. "Don't just answer immediately. Think about it."

I waited for a few moments until I spoke again." No."

He made puppy eyes again. "Please. I have no other place to go. Pretty please?"

"What do I get out of this? Why should I let you in?" I asked him.

"Kindness and peace?"

"Wrong answer." I said.

He seemed to think for a few seconds and suddenly his face contorted to that of a successful idea."I'll follow you on instagram."

"Nobody cares about you or your instagram."

His looked downcast, and suddenly I didn't want to taunt him. His brown eyes and his beautiful lashes created the combo of an exquisite beauty, and I understood how he was a model.

Well, it's not every day that a hot model comes into your apartment.

"Fine, get in." I said, a little grumpy that my perfect solitude was about to be intruded. But someone who looked like that could be welcomed once a while.

He looked very happy, and welcomed himself into my house. He made himself at home immediately. He plopped on the sofa and fuddled with the remote control.

"Why don't you have HD?" He asked me.

"Cause I don't want to spare money for it." I said.

"Is it because you are now jobless?" He asked me, casually taking one of the fluffy pillows and nudging it under his arm.

"Better don't talk or you'll now be noseless." I said bitterly.

Screw the fact that he looked a little hot, he was irritating me so much! He changed the channels until he decided on watching Discovery Channel. My favourite show, Man vs Wild was going on.

"Missed your family?" I asked him.

"Ha ha ha. I am laughing." He said, and rolled his eyes at me.

It took me a lot of effort not to bring the cactus and punch it in his face again.

Bear Grylls was enthusiastically eating a dead snake. It was a very commendable moment, and deserved to be etched in history.

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