They were walking together under one umbrella on the sidewalk when David asked her.
"Do you like singing?"
"Just for fun, it's not my passion." She replies, nonchalantly.
"But you were good at it maybe you should consider it."
"Nah... I was glad to help the old man through my voice but my passion is something else." She says, kicking a stone in her way.
"And what is that?" David asks, curiosity evident in his tone.
"I love writing like... Short stories, essays, and dramas."
"So you wrote that song?"
"Um... yeah, why?"
"I was wondering, in any case, were you the girl the song was about?" Sabrina chuckles, hearing his words and he raises his brows, looking at her. "What? Is it too cliche to think that way?" He asks, confusedly and she laughs even harder. David realizes that it has become easy to make her laugh and he was proud of that.
"That is not the case."
