A Friend from the Past by Inna Yasnogurska

«Thank’s God it’s ended»,
thought Henry throwing himself into a chair.
Several days ago he couldn’t even imagine what can happen. A man was sitting in a café which is the coziest place near his office. A salad seemed even tastier than usually. Thinking about upcoming events he noticed that his phone was ringing. The name on the screen made him feel very curios – that was his friend from the past. They hadn’t seen each other more than 2 years, and the reason was his girlfriend whom Henry had a bad interconnection with.
-Henry, you were right!
-Hi…about what?
-She’s a monster! I can’t stand it anymore! I had to listen to you! She was cheating on me all this time! I can’t stay alone with my emotions!
-Please, stop shouting and crying. Where are you now? Can we meet?
-I’m home. Waiting for you.
When Henry entered very similar for him room of his friend, he understood that something very wild happened to him. The doors of wardrobe were opened and clothes were thrown chaotically in the room. His always accurately made bed was even not pretending to be the thing person can sleep on. Everything was in a very bad condition. Especially he.
Artur was exactly the same he was several years ago. But something was different. His sight.
-Glad you came. Modern interior, hah?
-Yeah. At least it’s something new about you.
-I decided to make something new about me. I feel that I don’t feel so alone in this mess. It helps me.
-Well, I guess you could choose something else to make you feel better. How about a new friend? Or an old one, hah?
-Glad you came. Modern interior, hah?
-Hmm…yes. I said that I didn’t know you like it.
-That’s because I’ve made something new about me.
-Are you kidding?
-You don’t like it or what? You can’t be so rude with the thing that makes me feel better!
-Artur, I’ve already heard that from you several minutes ago!
-…all things are similar to people. They can make us full or empty…
After 30 minutes of listening to the same information from Artur, Henry understood. Something is wrong with Artur’s psychics.