- What are you doing?
-Turning on the radio?
- Why?
- Ah...reflex I guess...
- Didn't your mother teach you that it is not polite to touch other people's stuff?
- It's your radio, not your tits...Chill.
-Rude...
-Ladies and gentlemen, the queen of England
Ok so maybe I did had an unnecessary freak out when he reached for the radio, but I just could not remember what I had been listening too. And I am a very eclectic person. I like to think I usually have very good musical taste, but with my luck he would turn on the radio and some Backstreet boys would start playing. Not only am I old, but I also have some very embarrassing guilty pleasures. There's nothing wrong with the Backstreet boys, but come on...I had a bad ass reputation to live up to.
(radio playing)
- Is this one of that Bachianas?
- Yes...So? – By then I was still waiting to breath
- Nothing
- I listen to classical music in my car...so what? – Yeah so what. It was his problem if he had no culture.
- Don't get me wrong...number 6 is good...but number 5...Incomparable
- You like classical music?
-Try not to look so surprised...it's a little bit offensive – Again...couldn't help myself.
-Sorry...just did not see that coming
-I'm not an expert or anything
-But you knew from 3 notes that this was number 6
- I have a thing for Villa Lobos...so what?
- Nothing
-What's that smile supposed to mean? – That I was unable to keep my mouth shut due to how impressed and amazed I was by him?
-Nothing...just happy to see coffee approaching.
-Yes...coffee equals happiness
-Couldn't agree more
- Apparently we agree on a lot of things
- Apparently we do
- You should smile like that more often
-Just happy about coffee
-Yeah...right...coffee...
- Shut up...
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The truth about Prince Charming
RomanceThey both just wanted to have fun. Little did they know the fun doesn't end when the party does. A history about two people who were meant to be and all the life that got in the way.
