The night was young, and refreshing. The moonlight glimmered on their faces, as Varun and Rhea laughed, and shared their memories, and for the first time since they met, they felt at ease with each other.
She is fun to be with, thought Varun. Until she gets cranky and unnecessarily moody. He sighed. He had dealt with enough mood swings in his life. Kritika was one mood fluctuation mistress. Her tantrums made him crazy, but he could never break up with her; he had been with her for too long, and he didn't do breakups.
"So what happened then? Did your parents find out?" asked Rhea, eating a chocolate bar, and looking at him intently.
"Obviously not, I'm pretty good at hiding stuff", said Varun. "That's why I wear long sleeved shirts at home. If my mom ever finds out that I'm brandishing a
