Traingers

🚂-Traincussions-🚂

🌅5:30 pm🌅

That guy and I kept talking about various topics. From history to the norms of society. From Science to aliens. From the existence of paranormal activities to the existence of werewolf and vampires.

"Princess, those are fictional!" He said, groaning in frustration.

I ignored the tingling feeling I got when he called me a princess. Psychologically, who will not when a really adorable guy calls them princess.

I banged my fist against the food table. And he jumped in his seat.

"They exist. I have done a research on them." I said, argumentally.

He gave me a bored look and said, "Oh yes and can you please give me the sources?"

I ignored his eyes for I knew I was bluffing. Bluffing hard.

He gave me a smug smile. And I suddenly got a boost of wrath. "I have checked many websites through google." I said, holding my chin high.

"If you think, you are the only one curious about these creatures, you are totally wrong. I've checked the information too and most of it shows that they don't exist." He said, with full confidence, leaning behind his seat. A silly grin plastered on his face.

I ignored him and diverted my attention towards the fetching picturesque outside. It's obvious that I hate losing. I've never lost any of my argumemts. But I guess, this is the first time for that too. I sighed.

"I guess someone is grumpy because they got defeated." The guy said in a sing-song voice.

That infuriated me even more. I just got up from my seat, took a water bottle and as he was busy laughing, I poured the cold water on top of his head.

"Cheers to our winner of the competition. Here is your price sir! A cool rejuvenating bath!", I mocked.

Who needs a limit to the competition, when there are other ways to win at life.