Song Recommendation: Familiar by Agnes Obel
"Warrisit?!" Delia pulled the door open, frowning.
"What?" Dilen furrowed his brows in confusion to her words.
She rolled her eyes, "I meant, what is it?"
"Oh", he nodded. "I wanted to ask you something".
"Which is?"
"It's about the interview".
Delia sighed in frustration, "Oh that. Don't bother yourself, your nose isn't that attractive. The lie was for the glam", she stepped back a little, in hopes to close the door again.
Dilen then spoke, "Not that".
"Then what?"
"The last answer you gave. About me loving challenges".
"Eh-heh? What about it?"
Dilen didn't respond but stood still, staring at her with a stoic expression. His lips slowly relaxed into a smile.
