A Narrative- Half an Hour Love

“You bought me a…car?” She responded, almost as a whisper.

“Erhm..yeah.” he answered. Confused whether she approves of that decision.

She sighed heavily, looked straight into his brown eyes and walked away.

“But I-” he wanted to say something in defend.

“That half an hour ride every morning before you drop me off is almost the only time I have with you. And you bought me a car?” 

He finally gets it.


Time dude. She only wants to spent time with you. Sigh.


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