"Hello?" Ity waved a hand in front of Eva's face. Eva blinked in surprise."You just spaced out. And here I am , inquisitive as ever."
"Oh..I don't know. Sorry, " she face palmed herself again. "What were you asking?"
"Was he handsome?", Ity asked, a dark smirk playing on her lips.
"I don't know," Eva said, frowning.
"Cute?" , she asked, with a pout.
"Don't know," Eva looked down at her hands .
"Do you even know him?" , she finally asked with a straight face.
"No," she sighed audibly and fell on the mattress with a thump.
"Wow, that's very....interesting", Ity mused to herself
"WHAT?!"Eva sat up, her curls bouncing with her." I am burning in guilt and regret and embarrassment here and what not and you are enjoying?" She rubbed her hands on her face. Again. " Can't you ever be serious?"
"Of course I am , E. I would have been very serious if this was some kind of a perverted act, which it is not. I am being very loyal to you and your rights", she said with a flick of her hair . "But .....I'm curious about him," she crossed her arms under her head, laying on the bed.
"Ity.....I'm embarrassed here...It was my first kiss" Eva moaned, clasping her hands together.
"Ha ha ha ha ha," Ity laughed ,slapping Eva's calf " ....but I still want to know who he was," with a genuine smile on her face.
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Van walked into the apartment with his shoes on, looking flustered.
"What the hell are you doing? Look down you idiot!", El yelled from the couch.
"Oh...sorry , sorry, I'm so sorry", he turned back and got out of his shoes. Then he looked at El , who was yawning on the couch.
" Why is your face looking like a tomato ?" , El asked , with an eyebrow raised, thinking if he had accidentally hit the wall or something.
" Oh is it?" he started touching his cheeks, and the looked at El , "Hey," Van said, clearing his throat, " I kissed a girl,"
"Oh, really?"El said , getting up from the couch , " Nice. But I'm sleepy , goodnight,"
"Goodnight?!" Van yelled in shock. " But its just 7 pm bro!"
"Oh! Is it ? I thought it was midnight." he frowned. " Then Good Evening. You had a nice dream I guess,"
"But....." he clutched his own shirt , tears of rage pooling his eyes , "It wasn't a dream,"
"It has to be a dream. Are you sure?" he said, heading towards his room.
"Yes...No..No...Yes..maybe it was a dream. It has to be a dream. Yes...yes...a dream...a dream...yes," Van kept muttering to himself mostly.
He frowned at Van and started to think if he made a mistake bringing him at his house. He seems a bit ..... crazy ."Are you embarrassed for it?" he tried.
"Yeah, pretty much", he muttered. But then he realized what he said. " No , you said it was a dream. Then it was a dream. Why should I be embarrassed of a dream?"
"You know what forget it," he said rolling his eyes. " There's leftover casserole lasagna for dinner . I'll see you tomorrow morning, don't come in to my room without knocking, " with that said, he turned his back on Van.
"Yeah , good night bro..." He headed for his room as well, licking his mouth, "But why does my lips taste like strawberry ?" he muttered to himself.
" I guess you were eating strawberry when you were sleeping and dreaming... in the terrace", El shot back out of the blues to which Van jumped up in fright.
"Don't scare me like that El, " he said clutching the front of his shirt , to which El smirked at him and waved his hand.