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"Thanks for taking me to the dog cafe." I said. "No problem. I also want to have companion since it's kinda awkward for me to go alone."
"I see." "The day is still long, what's your itinerary for today?" "I don't have any." I smiled. "I'll just go anywhere." "Wow, a free spirit trip, I like that." "Well, thank you." I replied.
I suddenly remember about wanting to go to that guitar shop. Well, I will not buy anything, I just wanna check the guitars.
"Uhm, do you have any plans after this?" I asked. We are now walking towards the gate of the cafe. "Nothing, why? Do you want me to accompany you somewhere?" "Kinda" "Kinda?" he snorted. "Is it a yes or a yes?" "Thanks for the choices." I rolled my eyes.
He chuckled, "Rosé, if you want me to go with you just simply ask or just tell me." he teased. "I'm just asking you to go since you let me come with you to this cafe."
"Okay." He looked at me. "So where do you want to go next?" "Are you fond of guitars?" "I can say yes." Oh god, can he play one?
"Do you know how to play the guitar?" "I can also say yes but not a pro or something." his eyes widened. "Ohh, do you want to go to that music store?"
"Yes." I grinned. "I was looking at the guitars before bumping you and...." Shit? Did I just confessed that it's all my fault?
"Oh, so that explains the accident." He smirked. "Hah! It's actually your fault." "It was an accident." I looked at him with my sharp eyes. "Even you said it so.."
He laughed, "It was an accident. Yeah, sure." I sighed, I really don't wanna waste time arguing about that. "I'll go ahead." I walked passed by him.
"Woah woah." He stopped me by pulling my hair? WTF?
I looked at him. "Did you just...?" I looked at his fingers and he slowly let go of my hair. "You're unbelieveable." I said.
"Y-Your..." he said while looking at his fingers. "Your hair is soft." he looked at me with amusement. "What?!" I sighed. "Why did you pulled my hair?" "I'm stopping you from leaving, I'm sorry. I was going to pull your jacket but your hair is long so..."
"So now my hair is at fault?" I asked without letting him finish his sentence. "I didn't say that."
We are now looking at each other and we both sighed.
"I'm sorry." he said. He sounds so sincere. "I didn't mean to do that but yeah, your hair is soft."
"I'm sorry too." I said but I looked away and looked at my shoes. "For the coffee accident." "That's actually our fault." he smiled. "I'm sorry about that too." he apologized again and I just nodded.
"So, still wanna go to music store?" I asked. "Of course." he grinned.
Wow. I feel so at ease with him after apologizing and I can feel that he's so sincere about it too and at the same time amazed of how he pulled my hair because what? He wants me to stop?
Who in the world can do that to a girl whom he just met?
