But I don’t mind. I’m used to it. That’s just Bob.
I start tidying up my desk like I always do before I go home, regardless of how successful I am, when the alarm on my phone goes off.
“Ooh. Shoot. Shuga!”
I turn the noise off and run toward home. I’ve got mouths to feed, and Shuga won’t be happy if her food is late.
Before I’ve even opened the door, a brown furball jumps on my face, barking in her deafening high-pitch and nuzzling against my neck.
“Shuga!” I’m so ticklish that I can't stop laughing, not even when I pry her off my neck and hold her in my palm so I can tickle her belly.
“Miss me, Shuga?”
As soon as my finger touches her pouch, she starts purring like a kitten.
“Missed you too, missy.”
She wraps all her limbs around my hand and holds on to me for dear life, even as I go to the kitchen and try to get her food.
“Come on, Shuga. You don’t want fresh, tasty crickets?”
I yank my hand away and shake the box, which makes her climb back up to my shoulder and jump off, gliding back into her cage, chirping but waiting patiently as I top up her bowl.
“There we go. Happy?” I scratch the top of her head and sigh. “What am I going to eat though?”
My pet sugar glider stops and glances from me to her bowl as if inviting me to dig in, and I chuckle.
“I couldn’t possibly!” I give her another scratch before I walk away to inspect my freezer and fridge. They’re empty.
“Great. A perfect excuse for delicious takeout, don’t you think, Shuga?”
Shuga is way too busy munching to pay me any mind, so I do the next best thing and go on the food delivery app to place my order before plonking myself on the couch with my favorite company.
Grey’s Anatomy.
It’s not long before I’ve got my food and Shuga sleeping on my stomach, wrapped up in my top like it’s a blanket.
“You know, if Bob saw us right now, he’d tell me I’m a sad excuse of a man. Binge-watchingGrey’s Anatomyfor the fourth time, eating junk food with you as my only company…” I tell Shuga, who doesn’t even open her eyes to acknowledge me. “But I think we’re living quite the life, don’t you?”
I rub her cheeks, and still nothing.
“Yeah. I agree. Life couldn’t be better,” I tell her.
Yeah. Life isn’t perfect, but it’s good. Maybe I think that because of my power, or maybe it really, truly is. Either way, I can’t help it.
Only…
I don’t know. It feels like something might be missing.
Not in a bad way. More life-will-be-more-complete-with-it kind of way.
Hm…
“You know what?” I shout before I realize, and this time, Shuga does open her eyes and looks at me as if I’ve hung the moon. “I think whatever I’m missing…I’m going to find it. Tomorrow. Yeah. My life will be complete…tomorrow.”
CHAPTER 3
SEOJUN