"Hi." He said this in a deep, raspy voice. He wore a plain black tee along with his sparkling silver watch. His eyes were brown, like melted chocolate heated up as his gaze met her. "You look pretty. Well, most of the time." He added with smirk. Although she had heard his compliments many times, they still turned her cheeks tomato.
"Thank you." She chuckled, giving him a stretched from ear to ear.
"Did I let you wait too long?"
"No, not at all." She said, tracing the curve of her ear.
"So, how's your day, babe?" He stroked his hair back down out of habit. That was really hot.
"Nothing really unusual. I was soaked in alcohol almost everyday. Sometimes the smell gives me anxiety. I was so sad last time because I didn't get the chance to buy the Onesimus limited coat due to protocols." The sadness of the brown marbles was visible in the man's heart. There's a smile painted on, yet the eyes don't lie. The man knew that, behind those words, was an unspoken soul who hid in fear. Happy wasn't really the type of girl who fangirled over clothes. Pretending couldn't trick him.
"Babe? Is there something bothering you? You can tell me." The man moved closer to his screen with a look of concern. He doesn't want his love to suffer from unsaid thoughts. He tried his best to be kind, gentle, and a good listener for her to open up everything.
