Andien smiled as she noticed the man with glasses standing in front of her share home door. The man was carrying a plastic bag labeled with the name of a well-known fast food restaurant known for its noodles and oriental dishes. Don't forget the man's dimpled smile, which never fails to make Andien want to look at him.
"Hi, beautiful!" greeted Dave, warmly.
"You've been here for long?"
Andien inquired as she entered her room. "Please come in, Dave."
"Nope. I called you earlier, but you didn't answer; I assumed you were taking public transportation. So I came straight here after stopping by to buy noodles."
"How did you know I was hungry?"
Andien took Devan's plastic and walked to a sturdy teak table in one corner of her room. She took two paper boxes containing noodles from her
