BPOV
The cinema was located quite nearly from our house, so we had decided to reach there by walking.
"What's your favorite color?" I asked him.
"Why?" he raised his eyebrow.
"Just a casual question, you know? I can't walk silently." I said.
"Of course. It's pretty hard for you to shut your mouth. I don't know how did you manage for these many days?" he said sarcastically. He was talking about the period after our marriage when I was mad at everyone and had decided not to talk about anything with him. But I guess, he was right. I couldn't shut my moth for a long time.
"But tell me, what's your favorite color?" I asked.
"Ummm... Orange." he answered.
What?
Orange?
Who likes Orange color for God's sake?
"Seriously?" I asked.
"Yeah. Why?" he asked.
Damn! I don't have any dress in Orange color!
