Page 2 for the Opening Up saga. Featuring
crispr and his son Tyler.
"As Tyler nods in agrrement, the duo approaches the cat...
K:- Excuse me, Mr. Souza?
R:-Yes?
K:-I was wondering if you'd want to go get lunch with us at McDonald's, as a thanks for letting us have the book.
Rafael thought to himself for a few seconds. He was a bit hungry since he had a really light breakfast earlier that day. Although he wasn't very fond of visitng fast food restaurants during rush hours, since they are full of people making noise.
R:-That wouldn't be too much of a bother, right? It is near the rush hour.
K:-Nonsense. It's the least we could do. Besides, I work at a school, and it's not like that place can't be a warzone at times.
R:-Well, if you say so, I accept.
In a few minutes, the trio was in a (rather long) line to ask for their orders. Tyler wanted a Happy Meal, Kris took a McDouble with Bacon . Rafael simply wanted the meal of the day with no pickles and tomatoes, but he kinda struggled to order that because of the other people on the line (mostly the kids) making noise. After a few minutes of waiting, they took a password and waited on the other line for their number to be called. Not long after, they searched for a vacant table for the three of them, and soon enough they found one in a corner near the garbage cans.
R:-That's why I hate lines.
K:-At least we won't have to walk half a mile to dump the leftovers once we're done.
After a bit of eating, Kris tried to start a chat with Rafael.
K:-So, what can you tell about yourself, Mr. Souza?
R:-I work as a psychiatrist on the Hospital on the other side of the city. I make a living hearing people talk and try to help them deal with personal problems.
K:-Does that usually work?
R:-Not always. It's a very unpredictable job. You never know when a patient will start breaking out in tears over a failing marriage, or start shouting profanities to emphasize how much they hate their bosses and coworkers while holding you by the shirt and shaking you like a dummy. But other than that, it's a pretty uninteresting workplace.
K:-Well, I am a history teacher. Let me tell you, it's incredible how my students can be lazy. They are either writing their essays on the due day or not attend for multiple days and be frustated when they have to catch up. At least they aren't as undisciplined as the rest of the school classes, where you can hear children screaming from every single direction. During recess you ahve to be careful not to get caught on a stampede.
R:-Generally stampedes are much more disturbing in hospitals, because that usually means that someone is about to die. (beat) I could say that word in front of your son, could I?
Klaughs) Tyler already knows very well the concept of death. After all, he does watch "Billy and Mandy" every now and then.
R:-Unnattended?!
K:-If that was the case, he wouldn't be sitting here still.
Tyler eventually stops eating his burger and tries to speak with his mouth full.
T:-'D'you haff any kids, Mr. Fouza?'-he spoke with a muffled voice.
K:-Tyler, manners.
Tyler covers his mouth, blushing.
R:-No, I don't have kids. I have lived alone ever since leaving for college. I usually don't talk to people that much. Or even leave my house outside of work for that matter.
K:-So you're not a people person I see.
R:-Sort of. I must have claustofobia or something like that.
K:-Kinda weird for a psychiatrist for not knowing why he doesn't talk to people that much.
R:-Dentists can't peform cavities search on themselves, can they?
Both men laugh at the remark. Tyler just played with the action figure that came with teh Happy Meal.
K:-Anyway, do you think we can meet again soon?
R:-I guess so. It has been pretty uneventful for me lately. Both at work and at home have nothing interesting happening. A visit would probably make my day better.
K:-Sweet. Where's your home?
After Rafael gave his adress, Kris realized that he lived just a block away from the cat.
K:-That means that you are the one who lives at that house which is always locked. I've been in every single neighbor house, but never saw yours from the inside.
R:-What can I say? I rarely get visits.
T:-It is not haunted, is it? My papa said that it was built over a cemetery centuries ago?
R:-You told him that?
K:-No, my husband did. He's quite the joker.
R:-Oh, then I guess I must have installed the toilet over someone's grave the entire time!
Both men laugh once again. Tyler sits confused.
R:-But seriously, no it isn't haunted. Otherwise I wouldn't be living there.
K:-Then it's settled!
R:-Well, I once again thank you for the lunch. But I need to head home to deal with some stuff.
K:-So do I. Catch you later, Mr. Souza
R:-You can just call me "Rafael". What is YOUR name, though?
K:-Kristoff, "Kris" for short.
R:-Very well, see you boys later.
T:-Bye, Rafael!
R:-I am still Mr. Souza for you, kid.
Tyler once again blushes
T:-Bye, Mr. Souza...
K:-He'll get used to it eventually.
R:-Very well. Good bye and see you!
Rafael leaves as Kris and Tyler wave."
To be continued...
crispr and his son Tyler."As Tyler nods in agrrement, the duo approaches the cat...
K:- Excuse me, Mr. Souza?
R:-Yes?
K:-I was wondering if you'd want to go get lunch with us at McDonald's, as a thanks for letting us have the book.
Rafael thought to himself for a few seconds. He was a bit hungry since he had a really light breakfast earlier that day. Although he wasn't very fond of visitng fast food restaurants during rush hours, since they are full of people making noise.
R:-That wouldn't be too much of a bother, right? It is near the rush hour.
K:-Nonsense. It's the least we could do. Besides, I work at a school, and it's not like that place can't be a warzone at times.
R:-Well, if you say so, I accept.
In a few minutes, the trio was in a (rather long) line to ask for their orders. Tyler wanted a Happy Meal, Kris took a McDouble with Bacon . Rafael simply wanted the meal of the day with no pickles and tomatoes, but he kinda struggled to order that because of the other people on the line (mostly the kids) making noise. After a few minutes of waiting, they took a password and waited on the other line for their number to be called. Not long after, they searched for a vacant table for the three of them, and soon enough they found one in a corner near the garbage cans.
R:-That's why I hate lines.
K:-At least we won't have to walk half a mile to dump the leftovers once we're done.
After a bit of eating, Kris tried to start a chat with Rafael.
K:-So, what can you tell about yourself, Mr. Souza?
R:-I work as a psychiatrist on the Hospital on the other side of the city. I make a living hearing people talk and try to help them deal with personal problems.
K:-Does that usually work?
R:-Not always. It's a very unpredictable job. You never know when a patient will start breaking out in tears over a failing marriage, or start shouting profanities to emphasize how much they hate their bosses and coworkers while holding you by the shirt and shaking you like a dummy. But other than that, it's a pretty uninteresting workplace.
K:-Well, I am a history teacher. Let me tell you, it's incredible how my students can be lazy. They are either writing their essays on the due day or not attend for multiple days and be frustated when they have to catch up. At least they aren't as undisciplined as the rest of the school classes, where you can hear children screaming from every single direction. During recess you ahve to be careful not to get caught on a stampede.
R:-Generally stampedes are much more disturbing in hospitals, because that usually means that someone is about to die. (beat) I could say that word in front of your son, could I?
Klaughs) Tyler already knows very well the concept of death. After all, he does watch "Billy and Mandy" every now and then.
R:-Unnattended?!
K:-If that was the case, he wouldn't be sitting here still.
Tyler eventually stops eating his burger and tries to speak with his mouth full.
T:-'D'you haff any kids, Mr. Fouza?'-he spoke with a muffled voice.
K:-Tyler, manners.
Tyler covers his mouth, blushing.
R:-No, I don't have kids. I have lived alone ever since leaving for college. I usually don't talk to people that much. Or even leave my house outside of work for that matter.
K:-So you're not a people person I see.
R:-Sort of. I must have claustofobia or something like that.
K:-Kinda weird for a psychiatrist for not knowing why he doesn't talk to people that much.
R:-Dentists can't peform cavities search on themselves, can they?
Both men laugh at the remark. Tyler just played with the action figure that came with teh Happy Meal.
K:-Anyway, do you think we can meet again soon?
R:-I guess so. It has been pretty uneventful for me lately. Both at work and at home have nothing interesting happening. A visit would probably make my day better.
K:-Sweet. Where's your home?
After Rafael gave his adress, Kris realized that he lived just a block away from the cat.
K:-That means that you are the one who lives at that house which is always locked. I've been in every single neighbor house, but never saw yours from the inside.
R:-What can I say? I rarely get visits.
T:-It is not haunted, is it? My papa said that it was built over a cemetery centuries ago?
R:-You told him that?
K:-No, my husband did. He's quite the joker.
R:-Oh, then I guess I must have installed the toilet over someone's grave the entire time!
Both men laugh once again. Tyler sits confused.
R:-But seriously, no it isn't haunted. Otherwise I wouldn't be living there.
K:-Then it's settled!
R:-Well, I once again thank you for the lunch. But I need to head home to deal with some stuff.
K:-So do I. Catch you later, Mr. Souza
R:-You can just call me "Rafael". What is YOUR name, though?
K:-Kristoff, "Kris" for short.
R:-Very well, see you boys later.
T:-Bye, Rafael!
R:-I am still Mr. Souza for you, kid.
Tyler once again blushes
T:-Bye, Mr. Souza...
K:-He'll get used to it eventually.
R:-Very well. Good bye and see you!
Rafael leaves as Kris and Tyler wave."
To be continued...
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