Heaving a deep sigh, I pointed at the floor beside the shower area so we could sit on it. I made an indian sit and tap the floor beside me. "Sit," I told him.
He just grinned and sat down with me. "Okay, what are we going to do next?" There was malice in his voice and I almost smacked his head. "No, we’re not doing anything aside from talking, David."
"Hmm, talking."
"Stop."
"What?" He chuckled.
"Stop smiling at me. You look like a dork who just won a fish fight. "
"Huh?" He didn’t get it, so I sighed. "Nevermind. Have you noticed that we never get along when we started talking? "
"Mmm, you’re right. That’s why we should just… " Is it just me who’s green-minded or is David just giving me hints right now? Oh my God! Not in this women’s bathroom!
"David. I told you to stop."
"What?"
