Picnic

"No, you don’t. I deadpanned what I said.

"I smile at people who are close to my heart.

" I melted hearing this, as this is the first time, he has said something like this.

Ivan is a man of few words. Over his phone, he also notices he is mostly in hmmm. But his actions speak louder than his words, which I don’t know about others but have noticed.

He means no harm to anyone; it’s just that his persona is so rigid that he can’t do anything about it, I guess.

I again lost myself looking at his feathers. He is boiling, and I don’t know why he doesn’t get into any relationships. I am sure he can get any girl on his knees.

"Is there something on my face, or is today the best day of life as Ms. Rose is gracing her undivided attention to me today?" He smirks when he notices me gawking at him.

Well, I was lost in my thoughts, or else I had no interest in him. But again, it was embarrassing when he caught me red-handed.

"Hmmm, I was looking outside the window." I made a lame excuse.

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