I am bearing witness to the budding romance of two people I know. Until such time as it is allowed for me to reveal their identities, I will continue to refer to them as “Him” and “Her”.
They have a lot of adorable and crazy conversations. Some of which may help you remember how it was to be kilig… Below is one of them:
Him: (Comes out of the banyo) Soft, Medium or Hard?
Her: Say what now?
Him: CHOOSE! Soft, Medium or Hard?
Her: Errrrr… Soft…?
Him: SOFT?!! Awww mennn…
Her: Da hell is going on?!
Him: (sighs) well, I went to the store earlier and
I must’ve been staring on the shelves for a while when the
store assistant came to ask me what I needed.
Him: (shrugs) So I tell her that “I’ve started dating this girl,
and she’s starting to stay over a lot.
So I thought I should get her a toothbrush but I didn’t know whether
soft, medium or hard bristles…”
so the girl said to get medium one after gushing profusely
(takes out the toothbrush from his back pocket)
Her: (bounces up and down towards Him)
Awww, baby!!! That’s like the sweetest thing ever…!!!