"Who's that boy outside?" Her mother questioned curiously with a devious smile, Phoebe couldn't help but palm her face.
"Mum, what are you trying to say? You're already drooling," Phoebe responded nonchalantly as her mum eyed her.
"You spoilt brat, I just want to know who has my daughter's heart."
"Heart? Mum, you're speaking out of your imagination, why would I be dating someone?"
"Well then explain the teddy bear, why does it have a big heart with an embroidery writing that says, I love you?"
Phoebe raised the bear to take a look, She had missed this one but then it couldn't be serious, she annoyingly rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"What's wrong with you, Mum? I took this from a claw machine but here you're making it seem like I went on a date."
"Okay, if you say so then was it a boy?"
As much as she wanted to deny that fact, she couldn't help but confirm her mum.
"Is a boy."
"Oh my, then who's the boy?"
