He went to pay for his discounted meal but was surprised. On the house, the owner said, his eyes closed, head down in a slight bow. He had even had a
Vietnamese
coffee
after his meal. Why were they not making him pay.
"Please, let me pay."
"No it is okay. You come back again. You pay starting then. This meal on us."
With his
belly
filled with warm
broth
, the rain no longer scared him. Unlike the others without an umbrella he walked with his head high. Amazing what a substantial meal could do for you. How it could make you feel. Especially for a growing young man. One who's mom had recently stopped cooking altogether.
It began once she got hooked onto The Blue Man. At first she imitated his hand motions, the dance moves sarcastically because she thought it was silly. At first she was just trying to make fun of her son and his generation for being into silly things.
But soon she was anticipating the Blue Man's videos even more than her son. She dropped many of her hobbies and even stopped showering on a regular basis, slowly being consumed by following the moves of the Blue Man.
It was once he watched the changes in his mom, that he started to question the Blue Man. Started not liking him so much.