Written by: Morgan Lindström
The Lord has rounded off in his office, he has now has had time to hurry to the elevator, though the elevator is not on the same floor. The elevator that remains on the ground floor, which does not react immediately when he presses the button. He has pressed the button that now flashes that it should be up, although his hands have time to get a little damp before the light for the elevator is lit with a solid light and the elevator that is soon in the ascending direction. He stands with his briefcase in one hand and with the key to the car in the other hand. Now he's in a hurry to catch up on his errands out in the shops on the town. He's standing by the elevator up by the office floor, the stairs he can't keep up with right now. Despite agreeing to a competition between his siblings, that competition would involve getting calories down and starting to exercise more than was standard before.
The "weight race" as it says on the headlines when passing by the store or kiosk in town, although none of the siblings have been part of any weight club or been completely involved in sports outside of school. Sometime like that or at the gym has worked well, although no athletic training has been lost in quantities. Now the siblings will make up between each other, a separate internal weight decline after the winter that became very indoors. The weight loss that the siblings should do at their own pace, without spectators or feeling any external pressure. The siblings had gathered at some point and watched reruns from television, where programs about weight race escalated and none of the siblings felt much joy in losing weight. The siblings had talked in advance with others about weight loss, many had pointed out about the stress of constantly losing weight and about weighing themselves often and not seeing any difference at all. That stress, that stress of never seeing the pounds fall down. About the sizes also that are in the dreams that one should be able to reach, or at least strive for as the plan was from the beginning. The goals are set clearly and clearly. Though it's a long way off until the goals are reached. The siblings had decided in advance to hold their own internal competition for weight, calories and set goals after an extended period of time that the siblings could agree on. After that, everyone would have their time and opportunity to lose weight, though the one he would first get a prize. The weight was set to lose about fifteen kilograms in total and no other measurements were made.
On their watches that the siblings had bought in to compete for weight, the contestants have now set, the moment they started the competition with exercise. Now every step would be counted and recorded for each passing day. None of the people are allowed to post their own step count, but must take the help of the sibling next door to read. Everyone in the sibling group is very focused on competition and this competition between each other, each sibling would like to take home the victory. Mostly for the sake of honor, even for the weight loss. Though he's pressed the elevator button and is looking around. Drums on his fingers next to the button and presses someone extra time. In his other hand, he has a key in his hand that rattles a little against the plate that is by the elevator.
- Tick thanks tick, the elevator can never arrive, he looks up at the floor sign where the arrow is now pointing upwards and should come up to the floor where he is waiting.
The doors to the elevator barely have time to open before he takes his first steps towards the elevator, he lets go of two pieces that were in the elevator. The people who go directly to the left and are going on the other side of the building first. He's stood in the elevator, looking around the mirror where he's combing his bangs and straightening his robe. The tie that sat outside the clamp, goes back and straightens. The briefcase is on the elevator floor, the elevator that goes down and rattles before the elevator reaches the right floor.
Bing, a sound is heard inside the elevator and the elevator is now on the parking level. He steps out of the elevator, though without the briefcase left inside the elevator. He looks around and feels in his hands, he panics without having a weight in one hand. Where he misses something, he turns towards the elevator where he sees that the briefcase is still there, though the doors are about to close. With brisk strides, he jumps towards the elevator to stretch out before the doors close again. He reaches the sensor, waving his hands before the doors fully close. Though it was close to him being pinched, the chance existed. Though he took the opportunity to dare to risk one arm to his briefcase and there in it is the jewelry that he did not dare to leave in the car when he parked. He even thought if he would show off the jewelry to his colleagues if they wanted to see or feel. Though it was completely forgotten, he became too enthusiastic about his conversation with the ladies in the office.
He has his bag now in his hand, though within a minute his dry attire is. He's got a bit damp, he's got his change left in his car which is there just in case. Though he doesn't see his car now, he continues to walk towards the company's parking lots, looking at the pillars that should be painted to which direction should mimic a compass. When the parking lot was built, the architects thought that if the pillars could be slightly painted. Would the parking hall be much nicer and like a little gift of joy to see so many different colors instead of the gloomy colors that can be seen. The color he is looking for resembles another color, which should be nearby. Though he recognizes his surface, the colors were painted according to south, west, east and north.
Though he looks for the parking numbers found on the signs a little higher up in the air next to the pillars, though the signs are dirty after our dust that got rid of when the streets were swept clean of the winter gravel. The parking hall, which is with a boom at the bottom before entering the parking garage, of course lacks glazing and everything that gets dusty outside enters the hall where the cars are parked. Most often, the resort's dust fighters announce that now the streets should be clean of dirt and have a proclamation in the newspaper usually as a "hint" that now the gravel from the winter will be removed and recycled again or at least, all the materials that are possible that have been laid out during the winter as anti-slip.
After passing many vehicles that are in the parking lot, he goes after the road and does not sigh sacks between the cars. He sees his car further out on the edge, right next to the wall, which hid his car and which resembled the color of the car. He searches his pockets for keys to the car and when he arrives he sees that the car is leaning a little on one side. The hand that is with the keys, quickly goes up and takes to the forehead. Hope hope, not some puncture today. Must go into the shops in a hurry, with the jewelry. The partner who just asked for a box that was in the drawers and I who replied that there was some old scrap that was missing from the dresser. It's time to get the jewelry back in the house and show off to her partner before she's really disappointed with the jewelry that's gone yet. He who had promised that the jewelry would return soon, can't disappoint her now.
Though he puts the key in the ignition and the car is unlocked. The keys remain in the driver's door, while he tucks his briefcase into the back seat. After he walks around his car, to find that the car is tilted and it is the tire that has almost no air left at all.
-Oops, need to change or can I, I even have time to look at the clock. Should I leave the car and take the bus into the city at the far end where the shops with jewelry are located. Though he can't fit to change the tire, where the car says it's way too crowded. Would the need to push the car out a bit anyway. Fixed, the car gets in the way of others who should be able to pass by, although the parking boom at the entrance is located. There are many rented spaces in the parking garage and there is some traffic. Also to the residential area as to the business center.
It doesn't have to mean, that there isn't that much traffic and when there's a boom at the bottom. Between the aisles that are in the parking garage, there it should work to stop and there is one more time stuck on the other side. He now goes out on the other side of the aisle there, the cars should pass in different directions. It is set up for one side to arrive and on the other side to be able to pass, although there is margin to stop and let past vehicles. In case of an accident and emergency services have to come in and work or someone blocks the entrance or exit in case of a broken vehicle or other accident.
- Just like now, oh, too!
- He he heds a deep sigh to himself and mutters. But how can the car be pulled out a bit, I can't pull the car myself out there and point to where he laid out his warning triangle to have time to slow down the car before it picks up speed against another car or against a pillar!
The car it is far too heavy and especially with the tire that is almost punctured. He has taken off his jacket, stands with the phone in his other hand and will try to call the tow truck or the tire repair shop if they can help him replace the tire. But before he tries calling, saves time by trying it himself. He stands at the edge of the parking lot where there is a support surface, with his legs facing the edge. With his arms and upper body at the bonnet where he is going to get the car going. He leans almost over the car, the bonnet that's and stains his suit. Nothing that happens at all, he goes to the inside of the car to see if the handbrake or gear is in. While he wipes off the sweat from his forehead that is running now, along his shoulders and towards his pant leg. He has his change of clothes in his luggage and can change afterwards he has done his part on the car. He has time to freshen up after the change and before the city visit or at least he hopes.
-But how is he going to keep up?
He stands again after he pulls the handbrake up and down a couple of times in case it got stuck. The key in the ignition switch and the lights that turn on and turned the wheels to straight to reduce resistance and force. He grabs so he's all bright red about the cheeks and forehead. Nothing happens at all, despite the fact that he takes the kit against the wall with his legs, then as if against the front of the car, leaning over the bonnet on which it is parked. Though now he hears some noise a little further away and looks up to see if anyone happens to pass by.
He looks up and searches above the roofs of each car. Wiping himself off his forehead, he realizes he has to change his clothes before he reaches the stores and that's a must. Or that's how he feels, needs to be fresh and customer encounters. Though there are exceptions, today is a day like this. He now sees some walking further away and pulls some suitcase after him that emits a louder noise as the bags pass the gutters into the ground. The wheels that almost get stuck if you are unlucky, although it sounds and sounds now. Great location!
- Hey, hey, he'll have time to shout!
"No one to hear him, he walks a little closer and tries to wave his arms at the people who are some distance away. The people who are some distance away he doesn't see at all, although he sees them! He now raises his voice a little. There was no one he recognized from afar anyway, though he'll ask for help and hope for luck!
- HEY THERE, YOU GUYS OVER THERE!
- Coming out of his mouth, his voice feels a little trembling afterwards. It was probably quite at the max level! Doesn't really know what to do, no faces that he instantly recognized. Could be a visitor to any department. Though they stop a short distance away, he sees his chance to get help!
He reaches up with his arms in the air, waves a little, and tries to shout again! Though there is no louder sound now, his voice trembled after the loud exclamation just now!
The people a short distance away have time to stop now, they look around. Seeing his arms waving a bit further away and his handkerchief which is light in color in the one hand that he is waving. He is now dealing with the people some distance away, who have stopped for a moment.
- Hello! You there, could you help me.
- Hey, well would be possible. What is it that you need help with?
It's the car, it's a puncture and would have had to push the car out. You don't have to get dirty at all, it's fine to pull down the windows and take the approach from there. Is all by myself here and the help is on the phone. But it is a long way away before neither the tow truck nor the tire repair shop can come and change tires. Was in a hurry to the store on the other side of town. Could you help me a bit, a little nudge is needed to make room for a tire change.
- Well, we could try. We will arrive shortly, we will leave our bags first and come to you.
- You haven't given up, you have a white flag in your one hand, have you?
- Where are you, what can we help you with?
- Haha, no not at all. Wiped me off the sweat coming down from my head and back. Right next door, as he walks towards his vehicle. His aides put their bags into their vehicles. His vehicle stands on the other side at the sign numbered to,; 357 at the color that mimics his own vehicle.
He goes to the car to get the car ready and try in an easy way how the people coming towards him can contribute without getting dirty or sweaty. After the bags were dropped off in their vehicle, the aides come towards him now to help with a nudge.
- Where should we stand? Wondering two of the people who have come to his vehicle now and two more are coming in retrospect!
He's standing at the bonnet, trying to direct. He's cranked down the windows, at the bottom of the front and back doors. To get a grip on the car.
- If you can grab the car at the door frame, the windows are nerve-wracked. If you grab the frame of the car and push back a little lightly. The car can't get too much speed so the car rolls towards other vehicles and pushes towards someone else's car. Should there be a crash, we have some stopping block to put against. Needing a bit out to get room to change the tire, he stands at the front of the bonnet and directs his new friends.
- Who, should take and brake if the car rolls too far?
"If we push out carefully, you can grab the frame on the other side and pull back a little bit. He came up with an idea, he excuses himself. Pushing a little between the cars and the people next door. There he must be careful, his and another's car parked quite tightly. It is a company car that must not be touched without the GPS and the driving journal that must be filled in attans as well, otherwise you could have moved that car to another place to make space. On the other side of his vehicle is a wall, there is no opportunity to move at all. He has walked to the back of his vehicle, opens his trunk and takes out a towing line. With him, it connects at the front of the vehicle and at the loop. It's now linked and he's going to try as in tug-of-war. To try to brake the car, in case it goes too fast backwards.
- The slope looks perfectly okay and there shouldn't be any worries at all, right?
- Is the weight of the car included, well maybe not at all but it should probably work or hope anyway. Should we count down and start with a little push back. The handbrake loosens one by pressing the button on the handbrake located at the center console and pulling down afterwards.
- The one who opens the door now, is on the driver's side and sticks his body in a little carefully so as not to damage the vehicle next door. Although the person steps into the vehicle as usual and sits as in the driving position when the handbrake is to be released, otherwise there is no room to stand on the side. Are you prepared now, now the handbrake is loosening!
"The people around the car are shouting that it's us. While they stand in the starting position and are prepared! Two stand with hold back and two in hold forward in case the car gets rolled in any direction that is not calculated!
- Now the car is free to roll, shouts the one who made sure to release the handbrake. Closes the door gently, with one hand on the door and stands ready !
- Okay! Now we try a little slow backwards.
When the handbrake came off a little, nothing happened at all. Except the nerves came into play and the hand sweat from high school came back after maybe or well, question a girl! But usually it rarely happened and got revenge on the disco dance a few times during high school. But it's time to focus now, it's the car that's going out and no high school girl that should be invited out and the thoughts quickly go back to that girl who changed schools!
- The owner of the car, shouting out now!
- Try a little slow to press, are you prepared who have been inside the car. The person stands next to the car in his place and with the door slightly ajar, not daring to pull to the door properly. The person must beware his hand so as not to squeeze his fingers into the car door.
- We'll try 3. Starting to count down now, now we start countdown. 1, 1.5 2, 3, now we nudge!
All aides. stands as now prepared and takes some approach. Gently pushes the car out, though the people are allowed to pull because the punctured wheel makes a lot of resistance. Grab a little now come on now, the car starts to move backwards. Though slowly, he stands as if by the bonnet with a suit to see if the car rolls a little backwards now. A little more, past the rear of the vehicle next door. It slowly goes even with the vehicle, the person who is next to the driver's door. Opens the door slowly and pulls a little on the handbrake after passing the solid line and the car came outside the parking area.
- That's fine there, nicely good job!
- Pull the handbrake firmly and feel free to put in a gear and you had a driver's license! So the car stops at the place! No passing cars have arrived yet, though the signs he's put up. Are out and about to prevent other vehicles from passing or slowing down anyway.
The people next door dusted off when their hands got dirty. He gets into the car and takes out wipes where they can wipe themselves off. He so heartily thanks for their assistance and asks for their names or where they come from.
"We're visiting, we're going to leave the resort in a day or two and return home. Though we'll be around for a while longer, do you know of any restaurant we can arrive at? We have tried a few so far and would like to ask if there are special restaurants for pasta or meat dishes. It's in the city, with signs outside the entrance and no direct restaurants that are special that way. But go into town, where you can find and if you have time to go to the tourist center. There you may be able to get tips on a special restaurant if you wish?
- Okay, we'll give it a try a bit later. Thanks for the tip!
- He grabs himself by the chest and thanks so kindly for their help. Apologies, if their attire got a little dirty. They wash away the dirt that came after wiping themselves off from the dirt. Which came on their hands and pant line after the push of the car.
- He now waves goodbye to the people and they leave one by one the place. Though before they leave, he brings one more question that he's getting at. The people, he asks, if they would stop to replace the tire with him?
-No then, I'll be able to do that and if it doesn't go well. Would the workshop be available. You who are visiting should not help further. It will be fine now, thank you for your effort!
Now the aides are returning to their parking lot. He stands ready and takes a small piece of cloth that is in his luggage to have his knees on as a surface. On the piece of cloth he turns back, to realize that the piece of cloth is an old rock sweater that he had in his younger days. The sweater he's been wearing, while mowing the grass on the lot and clearing the flower bed in the garden. Though that sweater would suffice now after the closets would be cleaned properly, it had to become the garage or to dry collector. After the wardrobe was to be replaced, though he smiles a little slowly when he sees his old hard rock sweater with a worn print again. The date remains, for the rock tour that he and some pals followed the band during the summer of 1986.
In the trunk there is the tire and tools that are already loose, the jack is next door. He takes it and stops it under the car, having come down into the working position. Looking for him to dot the right surface under the car, he slowly cranks up the car and there came the hit below the threshold. The car slowly goes up as he cranks, while sweat begins to flow at his armpits and down. He stops at the car going up a bit, he retrieves his shaft to loosen the tire. He takes the long part of the shaft to get power, the right sleeve and directly on the wheel nut that he does not get loose right away. He takes to his forehead and with one foot on the ground he will try to take a seat. The other foot on the shanks to get the wheel nut loose and he stays in the vehicle. A little rocking in the car and the shaft holds.
- Thank goodness! The nut that sat like the rock, now goes loose a little and creaks before spinning half a turn and the shaft goes down on the ground. He bends back to pick up the shaft and there was a nut loose, now only four remain.
- Oops, how is this going to go?
He proceeds to pull loose all the nuts because. Just a little bit to get the weight on the car that will make the wheel stay on the ground, because if no weight is on the wheel, the nuts will be difficult to take loose. Most often, the nuts can stand still, and the wheel will not be moved in this case. The best thing is if the wheels remain on the ground and a weight that exists. Which causes the wheel to stand still, when the nuts are pulled loose. The car that is still left at ground level. He has all the nuts loose now, reaching down to ground level to crank up the car at the right height for the tire change. The knees may be on the piece of cloth that was free in the luggage. It protects a little from the hard surface that the knees have to face against the ground. The car is hoisted up to an existing working height where the rest of the nuts are loose enough to pull with the shaft only and advance the last bit. All the nuts are in a small box, right next to the wall so as not to go away or gain speed and disappear during the tire change. The wheel remains now, he wipes himself from his sweaty forehead and pulls with his left arm that is vacant and a piece of the sweat wiped away. The white handkerchief has had to be replaced, which wiped his forehead.
The wheel, which is now free of nuts. Fixed the wheel remains, the wheel threads that exist and stick out a bit. He brings his hands around either side of the tire, to ruck a little and try to get the wheel loose that is completely empty of air. Nothing happens, he tries again, the working tire that exists and is supposed to replace the empty one. Available under the car as a pallet trestle to protect the car in case it were to go down from the jack. The jacks that are otherwise quite steady, although it is as an extra safety measure to have something underneath if something should happen to happen. But when the tire is so tightly attached and he has to stand up to try a little extra push sideways and again to ruck the wheel when it is so tightly attached. He needs to rock the wheel back and forth to get the wheel loose. The tire goes boom, down on the ground and a small echo is heard in the parking garage by the rim scraping at the ground. His signs on either side of the lane have been clearly visible. Two vehicles, heading down to Trafikgatan, stopped and cheered on. Just mentioned about the signage that was in place and if the change went well?
- Good and good, can't be discussed. Though it goes, albeit it's a bit awkward.
- Yes, that's right, but that's the way to be a car owner.
- Yes, exactly. Before both parties continued with their activities. He with the tire change and the passers-by went down.
The deck was loose now, both a sound of the tire booking down on the light gray ground that was a little worn out after all the years. Would have had to clean the surface where the wheel was attached, he picks up his piece of cloth that had been available as knee pads and some coin that was in the glove compartment to scrape clean from the dirt that is on the brake disc. He looks at his shirt with the old hard rock band and sobs before wiping the surface with the piece of cloth. The old tire that was stuck, is allowed to ride under the car as a race protection. He wipes off the spare wheel, while looking towards the brake disc and is supposed to get the wheel in place. Spare wheel, with speed limit and how is this supposed to go really?
- Sigh sigh sigh, one concern after another succeeding each other. Though he bites in and grabs his problems. Right now, that's the wheel. Then come the shops and afterwards yes just that, how is he going to explain the drawer that lacked the box. He'll have to come up with some good idea, along after the evening and there's a long way to go before he's home again. He looks at one arm where he has a watch and sees that time is running away.
The tire is in place and he picks up a nut causing to blow off the dirt that is inside the nut. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. Before he starts threading a nut there because beforehand everyone should be cleaned. When all five nuts are in place, he stands up and brushes himself off. Afterwards he brings the shaft of each nut, pulls firmly and the car is hoisted down on the ground there after he pulls each nut shut.
- Done, now it's just a matter of hurrying before the stores can close. Do not dare at all, look again at the clock and the stress that comes like a letter in the mail. He packs up his things, puts everything in his luggage without having order. The clothes can be changed in the parking garage, although it has to go fast now. He gets in the car after the change, he looks around and the signs that remain are posted. Quickly up with the car door, the signs into the back seat and back into the front seat. Looking around now, he has to sniff his way out of where he's with his vehicle. Towards the turning point and down towards the parking barrier. Where he gets to draw his card to get out onto the street leading towards the highway.
Towards the shops now, he gets to drive some distance away in a northwesterly direction. Before he reaches the street lights. He didn't make it past, he looks at the traffic light shining in three different colors. He's hoping for green right away and jackpot. Though it had been a long time since he had luck, neither in games nor in traffic. He looks at the sides and a few cars swinging by. He drums with his fingers on his steering wheel, green light. Now he drives with one hand on the gear lever and the other hand on the steering wheel. Flashes towards the gravel parking lot, there is a vending machine that he likes to hurry towards. With one arm, he locks the car and the other reaches for in his right back pocket for his wallet. But, to be snooped when he arrives at the vending machine and has to pay. Only phone it says, stock exchange back in pants pocket. The phone up again, to log in to a function on the phone. A feature he didn't have to pay. The stock market goes up again and blips its card alongside the machine. He presses his registration numbers into the vending machine and completely forgets to take the receipt or note that will sit in the windshield. The box is in the front pocket, he goes directly on towards the center and visits up the shop that would engrave the jewelry.
There he sees a sign with the jewelry logo and that the store has. That's where I'm going!
He pulls a little gently at the door, looking at his hands that are not completely clean from the tire change. He takes a note and stands in line. He apologizes when it's his turn to get to the counter where he's being greeted by an expedite at the counter.
"The staff at the store are delighted and receive him. Though the dirt he carries, does absolutely nothing at all. Though it's like a little secret this, with the jewelry he whispers at the counter. Will engrave for my partner and for me. At the same time, the jewelry would be polished up, he picks up his phone where he has noted the letters and numbers that he wants engraved in.
- What would be possible to get into that surface that exists on the edge of jewelry?
- Yes, we'll see what's possible to get into the surface. But what is most important for you to fit in?
- Yes, it's here. You see, he says, he points to the screen of the phone.
- Well, I see now. Should it be in Swedish or in another language, the clerk asks?
- Yes, either in Swedish or in another language. Though you'll probably have to check the spelling, if you're going to write in other languages and that would be nice.
- We'll see what fits. The clerk who is in the store, checks off with his colleague and can you check out one thing for me. The clerk he's noted down the letters on a note and the colleague smiles. Wouldn't we recommend typing this in on the jewelry if it fits?
- Yes, that would be nice!
- He who stands with phone in hand and sees a text message. It's from sambon, can you shop before you get home?
- He walks out of the store, while the clerks get ready. Writes his text message, he does not dare to call if someone would shout hello or come towards him when he is right in the center. Now that he is on his errand with the jewelry, which will be nice for himself and above all his partner.
When he enters the store, the colleague of the clerk comes forward and this is how it says with the second text. - xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.
- It was beautiful, that text could be put on the jewelry and get a polish at the same time.
- Yes, we can try to arrange that. You had booked an appointment in advance, though you were a little late.
- Well exactly, there was a tire change before and he puffs out a bit because he arrived in time before closing.
The clerks in the store work intensively and hard to get the engraving on time and he asks a little carefully would there be in the vicinity any store that can sell women's clothing.
- Is there anything special you mean?
- Yes, the upper part of the body would be interesting. It's like round shapes, like with football. As well as... around that is!
- Yes, you can walk towards the mall and search for the store on the upper floor. There may be women's clothing. While we're getting your jewelry ready, we'll have time before we close or we can stay and finish. You called on time before and mentioned that you are coming. Though you got a little late and it should probably work out this time!
- Yes, exactly! Though I'll see you in a moment!
- Yes, sure, absolutely, and the colleagues in the store gather to check the spelling of the text he submitted.
He turns around, turns to the front door of the store, and heads for the mall. When he is about to cross through the streets that exist and enter the mall. He sees guys playing chess out in the square and he has time to stop. Though only for a little while, he watches as the old men play and who brings with his hands the chess pieces that are moved between the squares in the square. He doesn't have time to stop many moves, before he sees that some ladies are sitting indoors and having coffee.
He needs to free himself now, though he doesn't want to be rude. He points to his arm where he has a watch and raises his arm a little so that it is visible to some old man who sits and watches while the old men play chess. The old man sees him and waves him away now. It's okay to move on. He walks with great strides and fast towards the mall. It's almost like he's racing in motion. Though he probably lacks the style. Luckily no judge is there to check his style or speed on the way to the mall. He probably would have had to start over from the chess pieces out in the square.
He is now inside the mall and is on the second floor. He looks towards a corner after the escalator came up a bit, there was nothing and looking towards the stairs upwards where was the shop behind but a little hidden away. In there is women's clothing, as he feels a little braver now after having the lunch conversation with his lady colleagues earlier in the day. He enters the store and goes right after the signage that is up in the ceiling inside the store. The shelves that are filled with products and assortment. Though there's a whole wall of products of what he's going to buy, he takes to the thigh and a bit like bludder with his lips.
- Which products to choose in here, got some tips from my colleagues at work. Though this was a surprise inside the store, he looks at some colorful underwear even though he touches none of the clothes that are in the assortment. He contacts an expedit first, who will help him now. He looks up over the shelves and someone sees him now. One of the clerks comes towards him and he gets help. He converses with the clerk and can talk now without stuttering or having to whisper out the words he's about to get across. He feels a little brave now, he can converse in a regular tone to the clerk without interruption!
Though he apologizes again for his slightly dirty attire. He now tells us about the journey before and about the events that had occurred with the wheel in the parking lot. Even the help he received from strangers, despite being a little skeptical from the start. But when the people were in the same parking garage. He dared to ask for help, though he was a little nervous about asking the strangers for help. Did he take the baton and command!
- Though with the clerk now guiding around the round-shaped department, he takes out his phone. Where it is noted with size available with different models of bust holders that should be able to work. Though it's still unclear, if size or if old badges from older bust holders might work on his partner. That is what his partner decides for himself, having tried on the clothes at home. Though everything should come as a surprise, the idea is anyway. So he's a little cautious and tries not to attract attention when he's walking around town or around the stores. He was just worried, especially in town and in the shops if anyone would recognize him. He fervently hopes that no one will have time to text his partner, though those old scrap things she mentioned the other day. If he has in the back of his mind and an explanation in the works, she will hear it when he gets home.
- Yes, it's probably not an obstacle to the jewelry being fixed. Though she had forgotten what kind of things they were. Just that something was gone from the agency.
- The clerk searches along the wall where lots of different products are located and comes up with different options that he can look at and feel for the material. While the staff who are in the jewelry store are working hard to polish and engrave the letters on the jewelry that he left there. Has he moved on to his other cases.
"He thinks about his lunch call and was hard to get the right size or model in. He slowly feels with his fingers and after the material on the garments are dressed. Looking closely again at the right size!
- The clerk who refers about the right of exchange or the right of withdrawal if he were to choose a different size or model that would not fit in after purchase is done.
- He goes to the cash register in his hands afterwards, he holds two different models, though he smiles a little at the staff now. He feels proud and a little brave. Where he has now chosen two different models of bust holders. One color that is light, colorful, and the other that is a little darker. The jewelry store that got his phone number, in case he was going to be gone for an extended period of time. Though he's standing at the cash register now, thinking about another surprise. Though he pulls on a little, it would probably suffice with the jewelry and these round shapes thus the bust holders. He feels for a little now, the moments that he has just surpassed and accomplished. The obstacles that used to be there, are not left right now anyway.
With his own bag with him to try to hide a little in case someone were to see him in town and see what he has been shopping. He ultimately wanted the whole trip and the presents to be a surprise that his partner would love to be happy about, although he will also shop and will be late as he mentioned before. Back to the store with the jewelry, the staff works hard to get the jewelry ready that is warm and finished on a bench. Though needing a moment to cool down the jewelry, he sits down in the entrance hall and waits for a while.
- On a table next door are newspapers, which he pokes away some to find a magazine he wanted to flip through. He quickly hides the front page of the newspaper, because it wasn't a car magazine or so that he picked up and was supposed to read. He slowly crawls down and flips through the newspaper. Reading any page before the staff comes towards him now. He jumps a little in the chair he's sitting in, - you scared me you!
- Well, that wasn't the point at all. Here come along and your products are ready!
- He agrees and gets back in his box the jewelry preserved under the counter. He looks at the engraving and at the polishing that shines all the way. Should you need to wear sunglasses?
- The clerk giggles and gets on his leg. -Yes, thank you there are nice words that come from you.
"It was so kind of you," he says thank you again before turning around and heading towards his car. Hope so fervently now, no puncture now, please please! It will have to be the bus instead, if it has happened. He looks towards the bus line, then continues towards his car and it is left without a puncture when he arrives. He steps in as usual after doing a check around, steers the car towards his home and visits his local grocery store. Before he enters the door with a bouquet of flowers in his one hand and the other hand empty.
- He is quickly welcomed home by his partner who is a little busy and walks straight back towards the living room.
"Though he's now trying to get his partner's attention, that's one thing he'd like to show off to you. He sets down the bag of groceries in the kitchen that was on the bridge. Just in case the partner came towards him, though she turned at the front door. He pulls up the stereo in the kitchen, after tucking in a record and classical music unfolds.
" He's now walking towards his partner, you, whispering a little about. Would like to get your attention for a while. That box that you mentioned quite recently, where there was stuff missing and that mentioned that it was some old scrap. Will show you what kind of content it was in that box!
He leans slowly against the couch, behind him he has a bag with the surprise. He begins to explain about the box and the drawer. He brings his hand back, rustling a little in the bag before he gets out his box. He opens the box carefully and there are his rings, in a box she's missed. The jewelry is polished and well kept. Afterwards, he reaches again after the partner doesn't get a word out at all.
- She's without words right now.
- The ash that is being produced now is of a necklace engraved with the letters!
Et tulit me quia unus were
Non enim unum potui fuisse
- Her smile can't be bigger than that now. He tells us if the words that are written are by himself. That's what I feel for you! It says like this, he reads from a note that is next to it!
You had room in your heart for me
You took me for who I was
Not for who I could have been
- Forgetting everything, she brings her arms around his arms and hugs until they both fall over on the couch. The couple now find themselves on the couch, where they can't let go of each other.
- He whispers a little slowly that, it's my feelings for you that are described on the jewelry! Despite my tentative things back and forth. Are you forever in my heart and hope we stay in love with each other.
- She, has been feeling a little lost or stressed more!
- She takes his hand after saying what good! The hands that are now sweeping along her waist and against her belly.
"We're going to be more," she whispers.
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