Among Others

Quiznacking Quiznak // 11

It sounds slightly better if you translate it to english ⬆️⬆️⬆️

Or not...

O O O

I'm standing with strange looking food offered up to my face and I my thoughts keep going back to the morning I woke up in Lance arms.

But I always try to push the thought away by stuffing my face with food like this blue snail looking, squishy thing but other than the consistence it's actually really good. I have already eaten nine of them but they aren't that big. And there is always Jomboni's trying to make me eat a full plate of them, smiling brightly at me and offering me them from all directions. I need to lift my hand up to tell them that it's enough.
I won't be eating for a while now.

We're in a big hall. Maybe a ballroom. The hall is filled with aliens talking with each other, drinks in their hands, filled with something like a glowing pink liquid. The room is filled with long tables with red tablecloths, gold pillars at the sides of the room and a beautiful song playing. Something that sounds like piano but even better. I find myself loving this song, this wonderful music.

And Marc is always by my side, even hooking arms with me but I'm too prompted with the delicious food I'm offered and feeling slightly tipsy by the drink in my hand and the music filling my ears to push him away. Everything seems to move in slowmotion when Marc tells the Jomboni's to leave me alone for now and whisper something in my ear that sounds like nonsense but I find myself leaning in until his lips are dangerously close to touch my skin, and his warm breath makes my whole body tingle.

I take another sip of my drink and it bubbles in my stomach, filling me with energy and making me smile. It tastes like summer, as strange as it sounds. Like sunshine, like the hot air. It tastes like home. I close my eyes and I feel the bubble in my whole body, making me shiver and grip my glass harder. I feel Marc everywhere and he smells like forest. Like coniferous trees. It's too much enjoyable things for my senses, and I sigh deeply, leaning against Marc.

His arms snake around my waste and I want my armor gone so I can feel more of this touch. The song gets louder when I focus on it, and I open my eyes again when I hear something else. Words.

"Keith", Marc says in my ear and I just hum in answer, the liqueur making me more wobbly, my legs wanting to fold and my whole back wanting to feel a mattress under. My eyelids is heavy and my head is throbbing. "We should get out of here. I'm going to show you to your room. You can always drink more of this tomorrow. A lighter version of it."

He takes my glass from my hand and place it on a table beside us and I actually whine at the loss of something in my hand. The music is filling my head and I carefully swipe my gaze over all the Jomboni's, talking or slow dancing. The whole room is in action. I don't know what to focus on. Should I focus on Marc? On the aliens? Or maybe just focus on my breathing to shut the music out because it's trying to draw me in its trance.

I go for the third option and my eyes flutter closed but Marc brings his lips near my ear again and this time they're actually slightly touching my skin. I shudder again. "Follow me. You can walk straight, right?" He lightly pull at my arms and I force my legs to move, to follow him wherever he's leading me. I can hear the beautiful song fade away and all the other nice too until it's just my slow breathing heard. I can't hear anything else and I'm grateful for that. I need the silence right now.

"Keith." I want to entangle myself in his voice. "We're here."

I focus on my surroundings, not even noticing we walked this far. This room is beautiful. Everything here is beautiful. I have no idea how I didn't think that when I dreamed about Jombonia before. But I never saw this place before.