He: I told you the movie would end this way...
She: Ohh you're so boring! Mister Specialist, pardon me for my lack of imagination!He: That hurts more than the punch the guy suffered.She: My sentimental cinephile! Come here and give me a kiss.He: That's better.People really don't like to watch the end credits right?She: Couples only apparently.He: But that's not the same.She: Why not?He: Because... Couples stay longer to be together.She: And watch the credits.He: No, to kiss and stuff.She: Stuff?
Are you planning on fumble me mister?He: Nope!
Not anymore at least...She: You dog!He: Ouch!
Now that really hurt as the punch the guy suffered.She: That was the intention.
After all you are the protagonist in my life's movie.He: See, that's sweet.She: You're welcome.He: It's because things like that I wanted to fumble you.
Just a little, you know. When everything was dark here and all.She: No more fumble talks! I'm not a football.
Besides the cleaning people must be hating us for not leave.He: I won't leave, there are still credits on the scr...
Yeah. Not anymore.She: See? Good for you there was no fumbling here.He: You'll see later...
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