A guest

She left the bar at 3am, too late for the last bus back to her shabby studio but too early for a hot cup of coffee with butter croissants. The cigarette on her lips exhaled thin streams of fruit-flavored smoke into the chilling gray sky of this spring night. Walking aimlessly along the empty Unter den Linden boulevard, she suddenly found herself in front of Berliner Dome. Her legs were tired after hours of dancing, she let herself fall down onto the thick wet layer of grass in the park. The cold ground shivered her with thoughts. Almost in her thirties, no family, no love, no career, she moved to a strange country without much planning for her future. What is she doing here?

"What are you doing here?"

A calm low-tone voice broke into the silent night as a skinny young man approaching her. His walk was shaken with liters of beers but his eyes were wide-opened and sparkling as stars on the sky. He came laying next to her as if the two had been friends since forever.

"You ask me?"

"Yes, what are you doing here?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm just tired after a long walk. Are you a policeman? Or a guard?"

"Oh no, it's just this is my favorite sleeping spot."

"Achso, do I have to move?

"No no, not a problem at all. I have such a big bed so you are always welcomed. You are also not the first guest I have."

"This whole park is your bed? Impressive. I have a tiny mattress back home. But your house must be so big to have this size of bed ..."

"Yeah, Berlin is my home."

"Really, haha, so I was a guest in your home all these time but I didn't know."

"And you like it?"

"Of course, I love it!"

"You're right, who would not love such a beautiful place?"

"Are you afraid that I would make your house a messy place?"

"Why would you do such thing?"

"I don't know, maybe because I'm a messy person."

"Well, there will always be some messy guests at a house party. They will sure break things up and cause troubles. But I won't stop hosting house party, I won't stop inviting guests into my home just because of that."

"But why, you can limit your guest list, right?"

"Right, but then I would have a longer list of uninvited guests over whom I have no control at all."

"How about your flatmates and neighbors? They will be bothered."

"I have always been so kind and generous to everyone. I help them out a lots before, so now they could tolerate a little bit of mess."

"You are such a helpless idealistic."

"No, I'm just a hopeful human."

He said goodbye after that, hurrying to catch the early train to prepare for another hard-working day. The break of dawn on top of Berliner Dome was so bright that it could blinds the eyes of such a fool like her. She also had to go back to her studio, found a comb and untangled her messy life if she wanted to be his guest for a longer time.

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