Deep in Thought
Desdemona tapped Allen on the shoulder, but he didn't respond. She pouted, though he did not see it.
She sighed. In recent days, he's always been deep in thought. She had always caught him staring at her intently. But every time their eyes meet, he just keeps on staring at her. It made her feel uncomfortable. He must have eaten something weird again, she concluded.
She glanced up and jumped slightly. He had turned around without her knowing and stared at her, examining her, again. She frowned angrily at him. She can't stand this anymore.
"Allen! Stop doing that!" She exclaimed.
He just blinked at her.
Her anger reached its limit. She shot up, grabbing his collar, and pulled him up threateningly. "If you don't stop doing that anytime soon," She seethed, "I'll gouge your eyes out."
"You won't do that." He replied confidently.
She frowned deeper, "Wrong."
"I know you well enough." He said seriously.
She pulled him in closer, summoning her deadliest glare and bore into his eyes. "You don't-"
"Dem, please." He cut her off, placing his large, warm hand on her thin fingers at his collar. She wavered, his touch never cease to unsettle her. Using the chance, he pried her fingers off him and held her hands firmly in his. "Just let me think this through."
"What are you? The thinker?" She spat venomously.
"I'm just thinking..." He started, "Even though in the past few days I saw nothing likeable in you." he said, earning him a hard push to the chest.
She spun around angrily, whipping him in the face with her long hair.
"See, you are abusive, arrogant and uncaring." he summarized, too used to her ploys. Grabbing her hand once again, he spun her around to face him . "So then why...do I still like you so much?"
She froze, then smiled amusingly. "I'm just too attractive."
"Who knows." He sighed, wrapping his arms around her.
"I give up. Maybe I'll never know."
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