In an instant, we are already telling almost everyone that we are dating. Hugging, kissing, cuddling everytime. In front of everyone like there is no tomorrow. I can’t believe I was able to do all of those things. Deceived everyone, telling lies to the older. I do get it why Victoria wants to do this with me. I mean, we both are need something from each others. But really, for how long we have to do this?

We’re now at a shop about to buy jacket for Victoria. She always complains everytime I pick her up with my motorcycle. She said she was freezing but that’s her fault when she doesn’t want to listen to me to wear thick clothes.

“What about this?” I asked her, showing a black leather jacket.

She narrowed her eyes, “Really?”

I sighed, “Fine, what about this?” I pulled a brown coat.

“It’s too old-fashioned” She sneered.

“Really? Then why don’t you pick yourself?”

“I’m trying!” She stated as she ruffled the rack and I have to tidy that up again like, really. She’s a mess.

“I think I’ll go with this” She said, pulled a brown leather jacket. I really want to be angry. That was exactly what I suggested her for, only the color that is different.

“That was I suggested for” I said as I reached her back and walk together to pay that jacket.

“Yea but the color is different”

Instead of getting mad, I’m now smiling to her and ruffled her hair, “You know what? It doesn’t matter. Please stop complaining again or else-”

She looks at me, “Or else what?” She cuts my word.

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