Unikino: Don't Worry Darling. Coccyx injury.

May 23, 2023. I met Viola during breakfast in the kitchen, and we talked about our professional activities. We got along incredibly well. What I particularly liked about her was her obvious independence from other people's opinions about her. She didn't care what I thought of her. She just seemed to be herself. That encouraged me to be authentic and not try to be overly nice just because we didn't know each other that well yet.

After breakfast, I spent most of the day at Café Bobo, working on my laptop and improving the website. For lunch, I went to the cafeteria and ran into Luisa there. We talked about minimalism and my progress. Before I left, I suggested:

"Are you coming to the university cinema tonight?"

"A friend is visiting me tonight. But your suggestion sounds good. What movie is playing tonight?" "Don't worry darling. According to the description, it seems to be quite good. Reminds me a bit of Shutter Island," I explained.

"Oh, Shutter Island is my favorite movie."

"How cool, it's mine too," I was pleased with our similar taste in movies.

"I'll think about it," she replied.

I already had a feeling it might be a no. However, I didn't mind, as I wanted to go to the university cinema anyway.

"Alright. Let me know if you decide to come," I replied and went to the restroom briefly before heading home.

When I came out of the restroom, a dark-skinned student in hot leggings came towards me and fell right in front of me on the stairs, landing on her buttocks and sliding down a few steps.

"Ah, my coccyx," she sat there frozen and cried.

I helped her up. "Careful, take it slow," I told her as she leaned on my hand. Crying and groaning, she then went into the restroom, holding onto her coccyx.

I felt really sorry for her. I hoped she hadn't injured herself badly. This incident somehow occupied my mind for the rest of the day until I sat in the lecture hall, with my popcorn and elderberry Bionade next to me, waiting for the movie to start. Alone. Luisa hadn't shown up, nor had she texted me that she wouldn't come. Only after the movie, when I was already on my way home, did she write to me via WhatsApp, saying she had forgotten my suggestion. I didn't hold it against her. Nevertheless, I had a nice movie night.

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