Felix had a lot of plans for the day and most of them involved finding new places to hide the stuff he didnât want Nadya to findâwhich was no easy task given his apartment was a single room. But he got caught up with work at the studio, since the boss wanted to discuss the semesterâs exhibitions, and he was on a meeting with his publisher all morning, which meant when he arrived at his place, one hour before the time they agreed on meeting, Felix needed to make his bed, take a shower and organize everything for her arrival.
The shower took him fifteen minutes and the bed, another five. He slipped into comfortable plaid pants and a black t-shirt before starting to move his stuff out of the way. He started by moving the nude art out of the wayâGod knows how sheâd feel about that, but he wasnât about to find out, putting the paintings behind a stack of blank canvases.
Felix threw a white sheet over the unfinished canvas on the easel, by far his most personal project. He had been working on it since he arrived in England and he didnât want to tell anyone about it, not until it was done.Â
Ten minutes left. He pushed the couch closer to the tvâwith some difficultyâand prepared the guitar for the game. He smiled at the thought of Nadya kicking his ass at guitar hero and having fun with it. Felix sincerely hoped itâd cheer her up about the whole musician thing.
He was lost in thoughts when he heard the knocks on the door, jumping on his feet and nervously taking one last look at his place before walking through the door and down the stairs that took him to the three-story buildingâs front door.
Felix unlocked it excitedly, âHey! Oh, wow, you came prepared for battle, didnât you?â He laughed softly. âLet me help you with that.â He reached for the stack of boxes, freeing her arms from them. âGet in, make yourself at home.â He kicked the door close after she stepped inside and lead her up stairs. âDonât pay attention to the mess, okay? I donât⌠I donât have guests over very often. Itâs like peeking inside my mind and my mind is a very messy place. The messiest. I hope itâs not a problemâŚâÂ
He had left the door to his apartment open and Beemo, the cat, snuck outside just as they reached it. âOh⌠yeah. I hope youâre not allergic to cats,â Felix said with a frown. He shouldâve said that earlier. âCome on, Beemo, show her the way.â
But the cat just sat in front of the door and started to lick his paw. âHe is a stray,â Felix explained with a small smile, stepping inside the apartment, âhe does what he wants.â He put down the pizza boxes on the coffee table and slid his hands into his pockets. âSo⌠was it difficult to find the address?â he asked, nervous about her judging his place. He had never invited a girl over before.
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