(CLOE'S POV)
"I noticed that you haven't actually eaten anything at the party," Kyle said while he was driving on the highway.
"It's fine," I shrug.
"No, it's not fine, you haven't eaten dinner. That's one of the basic things our body needs," and without another word, he turned left to go to a certain food park.
"I thought you didn't come from this City," I ask just to open up a topic and prevent awkward silence.
"I've been here for more than a year. I'll look to apply for a job here and luckily I found one? I suddenly fell in love with this place, the first time I visited here. If you can still remember, that was during Ziggy's party," he turned off the engine and walked out of his car.
I was supposed to open the door beside me, but Kyle was swift enough to open it for me. "Thank you," I just smiled.
"You know, you really got a great smile," he quipped, and it made me flustered.
