Levi

"Oh, I don't date girls with brown eyes." He brought the Starbucks red cup to his pale, chapped lips due to the white snow winter.

"Why not?" I turned to look up to him, focused on how his face has remain blank.

"Girls with brown eyes are dangerous" He simply said not going into it any deeper, still staring ahead at the lights admiring the way they flickered from different colors. First, the colors were gold, red, and green then changed to white and gold.

I was taken back by what he said, like a girl that didn't own a pair of brown eyes was standing right next to him. I wanted to make a rude remark and tell him off, but I had a feeling he wasn't going to explain further if I did.

"It sounds like you know this from experience?" I watched him to see if he would make any sudden movement or if his facial expression would change, it didn't. His face was blank, not releasing any type of emotion.

"That's enough of that for today." He walked toward the front door, walked in and closed it firmly behind him, leaving me to question why I stared at the door like he was going to turn around and come back to be here with me.