LOL. Frutto di un delirio.
Hamburger philter
Parte prima
Alfred fece a deep breath. The fact of being in front of that door again saddened him terribly. The thought of having to open him tremble. Had spent exactly one year from the date on which the had reopened the day on which he had agreed to recall everything. It would not have thought it would come when he again crossed the threshold of that room. Believed he had finally closed with the past. It was deluded to have the ability to do so. But the past can not be erased nor store it somewhere.
"I admit it ... I was pretty stupid to believe this ... "thought Alfred trying to draw a smile. But he could not.
"Courage ... Sooner or later ... Well ... has already been a year ... I can not ... The house ... I can not let ... "Thoughts of 'hero, always so sure of himself, always so decisive in their choices, were tangled, almost forming a spider web, from which he could not free himself. He took another breath. He put his hand on the handle. It opened the door.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ahahahaha, because I was stupid!! it was a joke from guys>> laughed as he tried to grope the 'light switch. \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Trovato!>>
But once the light on his face frowned again. Before him was all that would rather discard. He was surrounded by his past.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;sarà better iniziare!>> cried again trying to suppress the sadness. \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Before Finish and before you mangia!!!!>>
So Alfred began to put some order in his closet. C 'things that were not even remember the' existence and others that would prefer not to remember anything. He had promised himself to be stronger dl past. But it was difficult.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ecco, Sistemato, is all I can go to mangiare!>> America said after a few hours, but just as he was leaving the room she noticed a small table in the corner and I came up. "Where did that?" He thought as he opened the 'single drawer. Inside he found a small vial containing a pink liquid and holding it in his hands began to remember everything.
That day was at the home of Arthur and had a great desire to play. Unfortunately England had fallen asleep on the couch in broad daylight. Not knowing what to do he began to browse the shelves of the kitchen, looking for a few wonders. And he had found the vial.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;L 'I put in my pocket ... And I forgot to return it ...>> remembered Alfred as the casual observer the 'object. \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Arthur ... Our relations have changed with time. I would like ... I would like to do something about it ...>>
After a few minutes of reflection, Alfred put the vial in his pocket and came out of the closet. Yes, his idea could work.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Phone ... Phone ... Ah, here is the phone>> after searching the phone book and began to dial the number.
"I wonder if it is at home ... Perhaps this' now ... But yes, it will be safe at home, what do I care? "
But there was no answer.
"Maybe ... Yes .. Should I try the latest e. .. "
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Pronto?>> finally said that voice so dear to Alfred.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Arthur! It's me! Bother you? "
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;A-America? How can I tell if it's you I tell me ????!!!!!!!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But was ovvio>>
\u0026lt;'No it was not ovvio!!!!>>
\u0026lt; ; \u0026lt;Sì, but we capiti!!!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not to climb on groped specchi!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not me I'm climbing on specchi...>> ;
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Neghi the evidenza?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No, I do not deny at all ... Anyway ... Do I disturb you?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;is useless to argue with you ... E. .. Yes .. that is ... No. .. Do not bother me ... Or better ... Well, it's useless to try to explain everything ... Rather, come to the point ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Stasera want to have dinner at home mia?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Che?????>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; At dinner at my house!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Come?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I said to dinner at my house! But you become deaf?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Stop it! I heard, I heard! But I do not understand why, that's all !!!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Così… c'is not a reason particolare…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And why should I accept?>>
\u0026lt;'If you do not have anything better to fare…>>
Arthur thought for a few seconds. L 'only prospect for the evening was to watch some old movie or some stupid TV show.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ok, I agree ... but only because my schedule, incidentally, is now empty! It does not happen often!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Perfetto!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;A 'one thing ... I hope the menu does not consist only in burgers ... In that case I decide to change idea ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What? That pops into your mind? Hamburger? No, no, tonight there will be only European cuisine!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Six safe?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But certo!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;D' accordo… see you then stasera…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;A stasera> >
Alfred hung up the phone and took a deep breath. He had kicked in big trouble! The menu of the evening was just in burgers ... only hamburgers. But if he had dared to say to Arthur, 's would not have been presented ... In the end he had lied to a good cause!
“Coraggio!” pensò “è ora di rimboccarsi le maniche! Questa serata dovrà essere indimenticabile!”
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