3 Adapting (1/2)

Michael leaned back against the chair that he was sitting on while his face is facing the ceiling then he closed his eyes to try to went trough all of his memories that he can access, the terrifying thing is he got himself remembering that he himself used to see those weird scenes of people 'Helping Each Other' and watching it calmly sometimes he even muttered or think 'Huh, Die you riajuu b.a.s.t.a.r.ds' and going back to reading his novel, yes for some unknown reason he in the memory is too cowardly to even try this he felt that if that really is him he with his really big curiosity would have tried at least once , but what terrified Michael is that he isn't even aware of this until he saw that people sucking up to each other, literally.

Perhaps he have went trough something similar, he mean going to alternate world but the difference is small enough to neglect or the difference isn't shown right in front of him so he gradually forgot about that difference and thought that was how it always have been, but thinking again it itself is amazing, it means I am someone special right for remembering the common sense of my previous world even though there is no memory of that world.

Michael then went to downstairs again but for some reason it seems those people enjoy showing their affectionate, well here it's probably not as affectionate as he remembered, in public, well the people changed but it's always there so the internet says that people could refuse so he want to test this out, once again Michael looked at the peoples who is brave enough to expose their genitals in public then he felt the shame from what he was about to do vanished.

So Michael looked at the swimming poll and saw that there is some foreigner women and Indonesian women along with mans of course, Michael then crouched on the edge of the swimming poll and then he waited for a while before spotting that an Indonesian woman who diligently swimming reached the edge where he is at so he hurriedly stooped her.

”Umm…Excuse me?” Michael said.

The Women seems to heard him and she stopped swimming before taking off her swimming googles and facing Michael with an annoyed expression ”Yes? How may I help you?” the women still asked politely.

”Can you 'Help Me' with this” Michael said as he dropped his pants.

”Huh…I can but I am swimming right now, perhaps after I finished swimming and you still want me to be the one to 'Help' you out I can do it” the women put her swimming googles back before she swam away again.

Michael nodded as he had confirmed the information is correct, Michael then sat at the black metal wide chair on the side of the swimming poll. Sitting there Michael began to think of various thing. Perhaps I can get a girlfriend here, why did Michael think of this because as far as he knew even though it's not as if 100% sure intimate contact like that will bring some feelings toward each other and it would make love easier to bloom, Michael didn't know this but there are several girls in his collage think him as attractive but sadly he didn't notice and thought that he is extremely unpopular.

Michael always like a beautiful, shorter than him, quiet, kind, a little slender kind of girl his previous crush in high Scholl is that kind of girl as well, there is this girl that Michael had met in BSSC Wonder where they welcome new residence of BINUS SQUARE of BS for short.

That girls seems to quiet, slender, kind, beautiful, have a bright smile, wear a gla.s.ses, wait that last one didn't count, well as awkward and shy he is Michael couldn't dare himself to approach her so he opted to watch her from afar like how he did in high school and how she got a boyfriend.

So, Michael was just steeling himself for the past few days to approach her actively, he even accidentally m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed because of the stress thinking this.

Michael then went back to the lobby and sat on the sofa there as he knew that girl usually went to the Lounge Room where she peacefully plays her Laptop.

Michael waited several hours reading his novels as usual If there is no direct hindrance, like people hitting him, mosquito bites, and etc stopping him from doing so Michael could continue reading his novel for hours straight until his eyes felt hurt. Michael finally looked up from his novel around 11 a.m.