Stop
"Ah, c'mon stop whining. You look stupid." I saw him chuckle and proceed to open the door of the cafè we select to hangout to.
"Yes, madam. I'll stop." He baby talk.
Tsk. This guy, really.
"Hey!"
"What's yours?" He lend me the menu and just stare at me while sipping the water.
After we ordered we just chitchat this and that.
"Hey," him again. "You know, I like you, right?"
Suddenly changed of atmosphere occurs.
Ah, really. Just how many times he will ask this.
