When he arrived to the storage unit he had just come from the ex-girlfriend's place, where he was picking up the rest of his stuff. He was visibly upset, and she made him bring it in for a hug. "I hate that, it feels so condescending when I'm upset." He said, hugging her back reluctantly.
"Oh but it's okay when you do it? That's fair. " She teased him, trying to get him to lighten up. It wasn't working. "What happened?"
"She painted the bathroom. Rearranged some furniture. I had to give her a call to ask about something and mentioned that she was getting a lot done, and she must love that all my shit is out of the house. She agreed. Just nice to know that I'm not missed." He was still upset, and needed a distraction.
"Come in and help me find my toaster, I miss toast. Try not to break anything in anger." She turned away from him when she said this, so he couldn't assess how serious she actually was.
As they were going through boxes his face lit up with excitement as he stumbled upon her original Gameboy and games. She was so glad that she could help. "It still works too!" She said, glad he had finally started to cheer up. He begged to borrow the games and she obliged.
He had a console at home that played them up on the big screen, and they spent an hour being competitive with Tetris and Mario Brothers at his new apartment while he cooked them salmon burgers for dinner. He was surprisingly a good cook, he even made a sriracha aioli sauce to go with it that was both spicy and delicious. It would have been cute and domestic if it wasn't for the fact that they were talking about their prior relationships. He was upset that his ex had moved on...she was upset that her ex hadn't.
"Won't we be quite the pair?--You with your bad heart and me with my bad head. Together, though, we might have something worthwhile." -Zelda Fitzgerald
