*Rohan’s point of view*
On the way to work, I felt like talking to Demi, so I dialled her, but the phone rang for a long and she didn’t answer the call.
I thought she might be sleeping yet, so I texted her a sweet note.
After a few moments, my phone rang and it’s her.
My eyes sparkled looking at her name on my phone screen.
I saved her number by the name "Wildcat."
“Hey, wildcat!” I chirped answering her call.
She frowned and whatever she said perhaps I understand or perhaps not.
I just ignore whatever she meant by that.
I just desperately waiting to hear her views about the dress I gave her last night.
“Have you tried that dress?” I curiously asked
But her response was quite rude to me.
She hasn’t tried that yet, I felt like a fool, sacrificed my whole night choo
