Skyla Roshanne
The car stopped in front of a luxurious italian restaurant. I was about to get out of the car when someone opened it for me, Z. Never knew he still has some chivalry in him.
"Welcome young master, young mistress. This way please." A restaurant crew greeted us in his thick english accent.
The crew guided us all throughout the rooftop? Why?
My question was answered when we arrived at the area. So damn beautiful! The whole city could be seen from up here, and the stars are also shining beautifully from above. That place is enchanting and mesmerizing.
"Do you like it?" Z asked.
"I don't like it." I replied, still in awe.
"Okay we're going to another place."
"W-wait, what? I mean why?" I asked him in confusion.
"You don't like it in here, so come on." He replied, as a matter of fact.
"No! Silly haha of course I don't like it, because I love it! I love being in here Z." I replied while laughing haha. He's so adorable.
"Glad you love it." He answered in a plain tone, but I can see his eyes sparkle with joy. So handsome. He's just wearing a black tuxedo but it makes him more handsome. His parents must be beautiful also.
A few moments later, food was already served on our table. I don't know any of these dishes since I didn't grow up here, but their food is so appetizing to my eyes. They look so delicious. I felt my mouth water just by its sight.
"Eat, Mine. I know you're hungry." He stated in a somewhat joking manner. Whoa that's the first, but I don't have time to react for that since I am so hungry. I immediately start eating.
I am eating in an unladylike manner, like a hungry wolf. But I don't care, all I know is that the food is superb!
"Hey, slow down, Mine. No one's gonna take your food hahaha."
I stopped in my tracks when I heard him laughing! He's really laughing! He looks so carefree when he's like this. I didn't know I was staring at his face already when I heard his serious voice. And his face is now void with any emotions.
"Staring is rude, Mine. Eat."
Such a bipolar man. How I wish he would smile often, I love it when he does.
I just continued eating my food because I don't want him to be mad at me. I hate that feeling, and I don't know why. But unlucky for me, seems like my appetite is lost already. I just finished what's on my plate, and didn't take any more food.
"You're done already?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm full." I smiled at him.
He just continued eating, but after a while he stopped. He snapped his finger, and then one of the restaurant crew went to our table with a bottle of red wine. He poured some to our cups. I'm not used to drinking wine, so maybe I'll just take a sip.