Now it had been confirmed, that it wasn’t just Nella and her imagination. Suddenly the smiles here and there that she’d seen, perhaps they were in fact for her? For real? The girl chuckled into her coffee and shook her head. Was she craving for another person’s attention this much?<br/><br/><i>But she’s so pretty, and she looks nice. And when she sleeps I want to reach out to her and-</i><br/><br/>Nella shook her head again, having strands of hair falling off the bun on top of her head. Either way, it was nice, and she left the thought at that. In the spur of energy after painting and having that much confirmed, she cleaned up the house and eventually fell asleep with her clothes on and tv still on. It felt more at home with at least some noise on the background. Meatloaf, her big boned cat slept next to her pillow like any creature knowing exactly how loved they are. -He- was the true king of the apartment. Half asleep still, Nella pulled the cat closer and sighed into his fur, earning a displeased meow, but he didn’t fight it. It was still too early to wake up, but she’d fallen asleep way early too.<br/><br/>She’d forgot to plug the phone in too, and by now there were probably twenty new messages from her mom. It made her feel sick in the stomach, but she didn’t want to make her worry either. Nella pushed herself up from the bed with a sigh, still in the same pair of shorts and shirt as the day before. Before going to plug the phone cord back in the socket, she made herself a big mug of strong coffee. There was one message from her co-worker but none from mom. Nella felt her stomach calming down again and she took a deep breath. This might turn out to be a good day after all!<br/><br/>With the coffee in one hand, Nella went to check the studio and opened the window again. There was no rain anymore, but it was still going to be a gray day. She leaned out of the window slightly to read the note and a wide grin appeared on her face.<i>She liked it</i>. She liked it! Nella closed the window and made a little dance in the studio, earning few long looks from the pair of yellow eyes following her.<br/><br/>“She liked it, Meatloaf!” Nella whispered as she kneeled before the cat and scratched it by its tail. It made the cat purr and arch its back. She quickly finished the coffee, took a shower and with her hair still damp, pulled on her barista uniform and left, almost flying down the stairs. It felt like a good day.