rich_wines
There's a time to hate, then again there's a time to love.
But obviously there's an interlude when hate turns to love, I think am stuck in that period now.
Anybody would, living with such a confusing man, it's hard not to fall for him then again falling comes with consequences. Love is a hard thing I tell you, not magical not beautiful just plain, darn, hard.
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Having a bite from the apple, he asks me.
" So how was your night Kris. "
I look at Matteo, his eyes are glued on his phone. His attention no where else.
" It was alright. " I say slowly.
Even though I knew it was more than that, I wanted to relive it. Finish what I started and stopped. Vittore only hums a response to me shifting his gaze towards Matteo shooting him the same question.
The attention on the phone screen does not falter, but his answer comes with a noticable satirical hint.
" Terrific. "
Okay, please read it. With flowers and chocolates.. pretty please.