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"Hi, creature" I spoke with an air of embarrassment, not knowing how to greet you.

We were strangers who abused an overwhelmed familiarity. We knew almost nothing about the other, and this was very evident to his eyes landing on me and a singing smile appeared on his lips. Apparently, he was as awkward as I was. However, there was a glow of fascination in his green irises. I felt flattered to realize that he seemed delighted to see me. It meant that all the hours of housekeeping had served for something, after all.

Or that my hope about the special bath was not as illusory as it seemed.

"I think that way I'll never stop feeling like an Alien," he replied humorously, leaning over to kiss my cheek and his silky hair slipping against my face. So up close, as he straightened up to move away, I noticed that the strands of his unshaven beard were short and of a darker tone than his hair, almost the same medium brown as his eyebrows. I think at that moment my heart stopped for a thousandth o