Chapter 47

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 Ambience filled the room after the auburn-haired woman’s announcement towards the man. No other audience between the two person inside his private chamber. The air conditioner above rustles about its own difficulties to take care from. For means of providing control over temperature stability, it has to add various elements in considerable amount for cooling them down in time. Therefore its consistent flows of chilling breeze that saturated every corner of the room after hours of its operation. The repairman has them on regular monthly maintenance book all the time. Baron Schneider, however, was looking at them instead of placing his own interest towards Charlotte and her paper. He waits for the woman’s first move on the table. Anxious, indeed, as the former athlete’s concern revolves around her actual personalised query that may arise. Four sheets of paper on the wooden board were printed with hundreds of questions. There is an empty box before its ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answer to mark upon. Three spins on her ball-point for ease off the intensity between them. She tested out the black markers upon the empty space of the paper before ticking off the answer sheet. ~flap~ Then, Charlotte Simmons opened up the first page. She clicks the ballpoint’s tip a number of times before putting on her reading of the questions inscribed. “Do your surroundings sometimes seem strange, confusing, threatening or unreal to you?” She divulges the first question on her list. Numerous taps upon the wooden board, the auburn-haired woman applies them to fend off silence and discomfort amongst them. His brown eyes glistened towards the paper sheet, then against Charlotte Simmons and her confused look,” What’s wrong, Baron Schneider? If you’re not able to answer them, I can postpone it for you.” She said in return. “No, it’s just.... I thought it’s gonna be essay-based question, and then it’s just a or b kind of subject for some reason.” Charlotte tips her chin up with  one finger. After a few minutes of contemplation, the auburn-haired woman writes down sentences upon the paper. It sounds more like a paragraph than a few words to manage by the number of scribbled down phrases on the board. “I see... I see.... Nice one to go, Baron Schneider. Can I call you Baron, though? It’s easier that way.” Baron Schneider nodded,”Yup, all’s fine for me.” He muttered in a bland tone. Otherwise, Charlotte seemed overjoyed by his colloquial permission and beams wide towards the young man in question. Did I miss something? She appears to be so delighted with my acceptance. For first name’s trivial matters, I don’t think it really measures well to be counted upon as means of attraction from Charlotte. Too shallow of a woman to think it would give someone a hint over their pursuit. Yes, I was fed up from constant red flags taken after periods of reasoning about myself against some ladies before me. I was being cheated on. No, I never wanted to cheat on someone I adore, instead certain partners of mine was eager to pull the trigger out of my own sanity. My mother always relished a woman in my lonely world. It supposed to become a motivational spark for my further development and study. I feared to commit. What should I do if my choice was blatantly false? When I’m in love, everything appears reliable upon my sight. Her voice will be adorable and I missed them so much after hours of not hearing such angelic voice in my daily life. No make-ups will never become a hassle for me. Why would you need one? But, someone out there conceals their true personality under the mask. She wanted your affirmation towards their goal. So, instead of being truthful about herself in a whole, they decided to declare misinformations for the sake of their own desire. I’m also feel terrified of forthcoming rejections by the woman in my radar. Despite my success with her in the past, It was happened after consecutive mockery from prior women of interest as I pursued them along the way. At the end of the day, I’m also afraid to have an affair. What if I was misled by the current woman in my grasp? A romantic affair always established around a beautiful woman on our side. They invigorate masculine pride upon many men within their veins. My woman-in-affair was also kindled by the prolific sensation of unfaithful romance across the edge. But, why would you do such troublesome misdeed? If you believe in cheating as means of relieving the fire of current relationship, how could you rely on someone with similar thoughts as you do? She will cheat on you. Sooner or later, you will be deceived. That is why I’m afraid to cheat. How about our Charlotte? “Hey.. Hey... Are you spacing out, Baron?” The auburn-haired woman snaps her fingers a few times above his ear,” Huh? Oh, yeah. I haven’t heard anything lately.” He answered in brief. ~scribble-scribble~ “Now, what would you like better? A blonde woman with blue eyes or An auburn woman with green eyes?” Yes, I’m also afraid of aggresive woman. I wonder what’s in the potion to have myself met those weaknesses of mine in one shot.
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