taken aback, his lids grew a tad.
the forward way she does things always
caught him by surprise — her apathetic
display to skinship especially made 
him wonder even to this day.
had it been someone else, 
the situation would be different.
Yet here he was,
going along with her whims.
  ‘ —- what’s the use of
door? ’ he says dryly, gaze
narrowing at the sight of his
window. Don’t tell me…