Dear God, I swear I will write a book about this whole story, it cannot be wasted.
So since our totally-breaking-up-conversation in November, we hadn't talked for three weeks. But during this time, he used to be sending me small messages, like links, movies etc. Sometimes I was answering with just a few words, sometimes not answering at all.
Finally, on weekend 4th-6th December there came my long-waited Mountain's Festival; three days full of mountain movies, lectures of world-wide known climbers etc. On Saturday he sent me a link with a programme of this Festival. I told him I know it very well, I am attending that. He was shocked. But that was about mountains, so not thinking a lot we started a fast conversation... By an accident he came back to us... But I told him he ended any of ''us'' during the chat in November. He explained it somehow, not really clever reason...
We were talking and came to the point we both still would like to be together... That was sick. After a while we decided it's just not possible 'cause we would still be fighting and his emotional side of life is not adult enough...
But of course, it wasn't the end...
After a few days I sent him a link to a mountain movie... We started to talk, he was drunk after a company meeting, so he was truely cute and honest, even proposing me a marriage...
Next night, another chat, and another one - the other, finished by his call... We were finally talking...
After a few days he went freak again and started to talk something stupid, in the end stopped talking at all.
So Christmas time came, I hated him. After Christmas he sent me a link again... I ignored it.
On 28th December, Monday, he sent me a message with a proposition to go with him and his friends to mountains... I agreed cheerfully but later I found out I cannot go, I have a serious internship's interview that day... But the same day, he invited me for the New Year's Eve organised by him and his flatmates...
To be continued...
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