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When there's love there's no logic WHAT IF WE GOT STRANDED ON DIFFERENT PLANETS? I WOULD HITCHHIKE ON AN INTERGALACTIC SPACE SHIP TO YOU EVEN IF THERE WAS A WHOLE MILKYWAY BETWEEN US. Alex's POV: *** "If only you watched where you were going, this wouldn't have ended in such a catastrophe." He barked, looking at the mess of fallen food, broken plates and scattered papers. Now I was fuming too, how dare he pin this all on me?! I couldn't have sounded more sarcastic if I tried. "Of course I'm the only one at fault here, because thou, honest-to-god fallen-angel has declared thy unbiased opinion!" Without giving him a chance to speak I continued to complain "Look! look at you and look at me, it's like I just crawled my way out of some kind of a food fight and do you have any idea that I have an important meeting today?" His eyes swept along my lean frame, as if for the first time noticing all the stains and creases that had now become a part of my outfit. "Doesn't look like it could have gotten any worse, if anything I did you a favour." Wow. He definitely needed a taste of his own medicine. "You-you insufferable jerk!" At this point I was clearly having a hard time finding appropriate offensive words for him. But one thing I was sure of as I quickly reached for the only glass of red wine which had somehow managed to escape the collateral damage, and now had become a part of a greater cause, when on a fiery impulse, I splashed it all over his pretty picture of exorbitance. His jaw clenched, and hands fisted up at sides like he was trying hard not to punch something (me?).
(1) This is how we do!
