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Mark 2.
The day pass with nothing interesting to happen.
I meet next morning in better condition. I feel well rested and full of energy. Last evening I decided not to share my simple diner with Soph. I know, it isn’t so kind, but I really needed it if I want to save my potency. Ehm… I’ll better say effectiveness. Anyway, I meet the dawn near the statue. This time I don’t talk too much with the Stone Sophie, just say “Hello” and cut the writing. I’ll better do the fishing. I go to the fishing place, humming a simple tune. That never happened to me before. I wonder if it is because of Sophie. So, here I am, ready for fishing. Sea is quiet and peaceful. Good. I walk along the shore, looking for crabs. Gotha! Here you are, little rascal! Auch! My finger! I’ll feed you to the fishes, you, bastard! I throw crabmeat into a water. Let’s wait until fish will eat my bait. I lie on the sand during quarter of hour. My mind is black. I just enjoy the moment. It’s time to fish! I take off my clothes, take my spear and stand on the rock near the deep water. I carefully take aim and jump upside down, carrying my spear in stretched hands. Miss. No worries, I never catch a fish in one jump. I go out, stand on the rock again. Take aim. Jump! Yes! Carrying my prey, I quickly go out the water and critically look at caught fish. It’s a filefish. Big, edible and tasty. What a luck! I kill it and put in my bag. It’s only beginning of the day, I can catch some more. /only if you are on Hiding way / But, on the other hand, this place is close enough to Sophie’s camp. I can bump into her. It’s risky. Maybe I should go back… Choice 4.0: a) Go back home. b) Continue fishing. Choice 4.0-a (Hiding way): I quickly put on my clothes and head into the forest. I have some business to do. /to the Mark 3 / Choice 4.0-b: I return on the rock and repeat the fishing procedure one more time. And another time. And another. After sixth or seventh jump, I speared one more filefish. Completely pleased, I come up, and suddenly… Sophie: Hi, cuz! My cousin stands on the rock and looks down at me with friendly smile. Me: Yep… Morning, Soph! Sophie: What is the water like? Me: Excellent. I’m little nervous cause of one simple reason. I took off ALL my clothes. And now water is all that protects my honor. Sophie: Fine! Don’t mind if I join you? Uuuuuuhhh… I need to make a decision. Quickly. Choice 4: a) Ask Sophie to pass you your trousers. b) Joke about you are naked. Choice 4-a: Me: Uuuuh… yes, but… Could you pass me my trousers? I’m… kind of naked. Sophie: Kind of, huh? How could you be a kind of naked? It’s even interesting! I am going to check it right now! Me: Oh, Soph, come on! Fine, I’m completely naked! Please, give me my trousers. Sophie: OK, don’t be so scared ass. She smiles to me and disappears from the rock. Half a minute later, I see my trousers flying into the water. I try to catch them, but occasional wind takes them and lands directly on my face. Ugh! I should do my laundry more often! Sophie: Bull’s-eye! Me: Hey, that’s not funny! Somehow, I managed to put on my pants. Sophie: Yes, it is. Are you ready? I nod. Sophie: Weeeee! She takes a short run and jumps into the water in meter to me. Sophie: Ah, the water is nice. Me: Yep, I told so. I’ll put the fish in my bag and come back. We swim together during twenty minutes or so, and then go out on the beach. Choice 4-b: Me: Of course, but I should warn you. This fishing spear is my only cloth in the moment. Sophie: The only cloth, huh? That sounds interesting. So, naked swimming? Me: … WHAT?!... Sophie: Relax, I’m just kidding. I will be wearing my bikini. Sophie: Weeeee! She takes a short run and jumps into the water in meter to me. Me: Hey! That’s… That’s nasty! And not honest! Sophie: Relax; I can’t see anything under the water. See? She plunges, looking at me, with her eyes still open under water. Choice 4.1: a) Take it ill. b) Stay serious. c) Turn it into a joke Choice 4.1-a (-1 Innocence): That is going too far. Not saying a single word, I turn around and swim to the shore. Sophie: Cuz, wait! I’m sorry, that was just a stupid joke! I’m sorry! Sophie: Cuz! Thanks God, she doesn’t follow me, so I can go to the shore and dress up. After a short hesitation, I shout. Me: Goodbye, Soph. This fish is for you. You are fucking welcome! I leave speared fish on the shore and go home. Jesus! What, the hell, is up with her? I… I just can’t believe it! It couldn’t be Soph! I mean… I remember, I said her a weird thing once. She exploded and called me perv. And now… Was it just a stupid joke or… Phew! I just don’t want to think about it. I feel so… dirty… /end of conversation/ Choice 4.1-b (+0 Innocence): I wait until she comes up. Sophie: Do you see? I can’t see it anyway! Me: Yes, but please, never do it again. It’s wrong and weird. Especially for me. After… after what I did to you… I… I’m sorry… She suddenly becomes serious. Sophie: O, cuz… I’m sorry. You’re right. That will never happen again. I don’t know what happens to me. Sorry for that. Me: That’s OK… I’ll better go to the shore and put on my trousers. Then we could swim together a bit. Sophie: Yep, sounds fine. We swim together during twenty minutes or so, and then go out on the beach. Choice 4.1-c (+0 Innocence): I wait until she comes up. Sophie: Do you see? I can’t see it anyway! Me: Well-well, back to the question who of us is a perv… Sophie: You perfectly know you are! Me: And you still consider you are not… Sophie: Of course, I’m not a perv! Me: You wish! Sophie: I’m not! Me: OK, than I still be undressed until you say you are perv! Sophie: Hey, man! Me: You shouldn’t tease me, cuz! I enjoy her awkwardness during twenty minutes or so, while swimming together. Then I decide to show some mercy and go on the shore to dress up. Sophie: Ha! I didn’t say I’m a perv! You lose! Me: Your eyes told it for you, Soph! Sophie: Ah! No way! … Sophie: Hey, are you ready? Me: Yes, you can come here. She leaves the water and sits near me. We sit together and look into the ocean. Silence… After all these months, I can accept it and enjoy it. However, I can see, that Soph can’t. She tries to say something, but she can’t. I decide to help her and break the silence. I take one of the filefishes and give it to her. Me: This is for you. Sophie: Ah, thanks, cuz. And what about you? You are not in good condition. Me: Don’t worry about me. I have another one. I’m not going to starve. Sophie: Good to hear it. After what happened yesterday, I was worrying about you. Me: I’m fine as I could be. Sophie: Well… I see she wants to say something. Sophie: Cuz… you… Me: What? Sophie: Never mind… Me: No, tell me you wanted to tell. Sophie: You changed. Of course I did. I had simple choice – change yourself or die. I’m alive, so… She left here a nerd, but now I’m bronzed muscular guy, covered with several scrams. My hair is short – I cut it with my knife. Vest and shorts, made of boar skin, as well as my bow, complete the impression of stern Robinson. Me: Yep. Three years of this kind of life can change anyone. And you are almost the same. Sophie: Thanks… Sophie: Honestly… You are the new person. So romantic… That statue… is amazing… Sophie: You are so strong. You shared with me all your food. I guess it was really hard. But you starved in order to help me… Sophie: You are so kind… And so hot… Me: WHAT? Sophie: No… no… I mean… Sophie: If it was any other girl instead of me, she will fuck you just here. Choice 5: a) Trust her and relax. It’s just a compliment. b) It’s going too far. Warn Sophie not to say it again. Choice 5-a (+0 Innocence): Me: Eh… Thank you… That was unexpected, but… pleasant. Sophie smiles to me. Sophie: I was afraid you wouldn’t understand me. We sit another minute in comfortable silence. Me: I think it’s time to go… business doesn’t wait. Sophie: Bye, cuz. I was glad to see you. Me: Me too. See you. I stand up and go into the jungle. What a beautiful morning! I was glad to see Soph. And it seems she was too. Did she forgive me? Or she just was in a good mood? I think, first is more likely. But it doesn’t mean I can forgive myself. Time hadn’t come yet. Time hadn’t come. Choice 5-b (-1 Innocence): I don’t say anything during a minute or so. Me: Soph… Little advice. As friend to a friend. Never think your cousin is hot. Never. It never ends well. Sophie: But I… Me: It doesn’t matter. I think both of us have a perfect example. I don’t want to repeat it. I bet you don’t too. Me: I’ll better go… Goodbye, cuz. Sophie: Bye… I stand up and go into the jungle. Soph sad I’m hot. I made just the same mistake once. Jesus, now I see how horrible it is. Shit, that is the thing you shouldn’t say your cousin. I feel guilty again. Oh my God… Soph, I’m so sorry…
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