Angel

Thursday

I spent most of my Thursday afternoon in bed with the boyfriend; snuggling, talking, laughing, whatever. 4 hours of this until he realised he was late for work. I was fixing his bed sheets while scavenging the room for his missing shorts, and he was playing Prince Charming by putting my shoes on for me while spraying his stupid cologne on me cos I apparently "smell(ed) like shit".

He was already late and insisted me to teach him some dance moves and as stubborn as he was, he wouldn't leave unless I taught him. We were arguing about this for a good 10 minutes until I gave in and taught him how to do the rhumba. We left his room to drive off to our next destination but then realised his dad had taken his car for a spin to the shops. Waiting to kill the time, we were giving each other piggybacks and what-not until his dad returned and insisted on having me over for lunchinner with the family. Already late, we had to leave even though I felt rude by not accepting. He drifted corners in the rain and dropped me off at the train station.

I wish I spent every Thursday doing this.

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