M3: The Reservation

                Since I recovered from the Bubonic Plague, I want to do something fun. Before I go out, I just kind of want to relax around my cottage, and veg. I read my magazine I brought from the past and read about the top foods that were in the medieval times. I thought it was kind of funny, because I'm in the past reading about the future. After I read the whole magazine, I got my things and headed out the door to the medieval town.
                It was about 2 o'clock the time I got to the town. There weren't many people out because they all died two weeks ago from the plague. But there was still people out selling fruits and vegetables. I was looking at all the signs above the building doors, which showed the items they were selling. I walked along the side of the street, where I saw a shoe sculpted on one of the signs. I got interested and took a step in, but someone grabbed me from my shoulder and yanked me away from the building. "Well, hello there miss-" I interrupted, "What do you think you're doing?!"
"Oh, I am sorry miss, I just wanted to invite you to a dinner party with my family, because you look quite different from the rest of us peasants." I looked at him kind of funny. Then realized that I was wearing all future clothes, and ya, I looked really different from everyone else.
"Um, well-" I couldn't say no, I thought, then carried on with my sentence. "I guess."
"Oh! Fantastic! Meet me and my family at 7 o'clock tonight. Go up to the end of this street, take a left and when you take that left go right in the skinniest unique building you will see. See you there!" The man said while shaking my hand very uncontrollably. Then I walked away very confused.
                   I actually went out to the town to go shopping, but instead of coming back to my cottage with shoes, and vegetables, I came back with a dinner reservation. I am not sure on how I feel about it. It's weird to just invite a stranger into your home, but oh well, I haven't made any new friends here. So I guess it will be fun. I sit down on the couch, waiting for the time to go by. I picked up my magazine, and read for awhile. Finally, it was 6 o'clock. I got up, actually I was pretty excited. I got a pretty flowered dress on, and put my hair in a cute bun. Everything was in my hand when I walked out the door to a strangers home.
                 I walked up the stoned pathway of the man's home, hearing the echoing of my high heels hitting the ground. I knocked, and immediately the door opened, which caught me off guard. "Hello!! Hello! My dear, come inside!" The man yelled while he shoved me inside. I felt very squished because it was so narrow in there. It was only 1 story high and it only had 1 room. Everything was jam-packed. We sat down very quickly to eat. There was a wife, and 2 kids that didn't talk at all. They served me some bread and some kind of meat (I had no idea what it was, it kind of freaked me out.). "Why, thank you!" I said with pleasure.
"Oh, your very welcome. I have been making this bread for years. My great grandfather started a business of making home baked goods. It all started back in the day-" The man droned. It was honestly really boring, so I so zoned out and focused on eating.
                 The man finished telling his story right before I finished eating. "Wow, that was interesting sir. I really enjoyed the food. it was fantastic." I said.
"Oh, well thanks. I spent literally the whole day on it."
"Oh-" I said a little guilty. "Thanks so much for inviting me, It was a pleasure to be here. Seeing how dwellers live is cool."
"Yes, there is good and bad, but mostly bad. We have to work for pretty much everything we do." He said kind of snobbish.
"Yes, um, well I must go, it is getting late. I am so happy I came. I will maybe see you sometime later. Goodbye!" I said with a smile.
"Bye!"
I walked out the small room feeling stuffed with good but also feeling a little guilty for not listening to his story about bread.