"Well if it isn't you!" he said, with an amused look on his face. "How was your dinner?"
"Uh...dinner?" I answered, blushing furiously. "Um..I don't know what...you...um, sorry?"
"Your economics book? I saw you shut it in the oven and can only assume you were roasting it? Or maybe marinating?" he replied, still with that slightly amused look. Seeing my look of sheer horror, he continued, "Hey, don't worry, I'm just teasing you! You've gotta admit, it's quite funny!"
I tried to reply with a look that said "Sure, it's funny. I am not at all horrified that you caught me doing it and that you are now standing here teasing me about it."
"So, can I buy you a drink?" he asked.
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