'Is that so?', he asked with an amusing smile. 'Yes. Try me', I said huffed unimpressed. 'Okay I got one', he said taking a sip from his drink and looked into my eyes, 'Did it hurt? When you fell from heaven?' 'Did you just call me Satan?', I furrowed my eyes at him. 'Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?', he said increasing the pace of his voice. 'Yeah, but this time, don't stop', I said taking a sip from my latte, mirroring his actions from earlier. 'Haven't I seen you somewhere before?', he said signalling me that he wasn't backing out easily. 'Yeah, that's why I don't go there anymore.', I said without missing a beat. 'If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.' 'I'd put F and U together', I said boldly. 'That won't be so bad if you ask me.', he said calmly as if settling down after winning the war. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - #115 (Short Story) - 11.3.17 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Some people say that whenever they are listening to a song, their imagination inevitably transports them into a story. I'm one of them. So I decided to write these stories down, so as to not forget them as I move on to another song and another story. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do. Otherwise, I'll be just a weird girl on train who sometimes bursts out laughing (or crying), hearing an old song. PS. English is my second language, so please bear with me. *gives a cheesy smile*