2. Unrealistic painting.
01.06.2023
❝ Yes, please. ❞
Prem nervously shifted, making space for the woman.
❝ The park is really one of the only places where everyone looks happy, isn't it? ❞
She asked, and normally Prem wasn't the once for conversing with strangers. But this woman certainly had a magnet with her. Her eyes had a sparkle in them. A sparkle he had never witnessed. Something about her persona was simply so magnetic that Prem couldn't help but indulge in conversation.
❝ Agreed. ❞ the sound of children laughing and shouting was in the air, accompanied by the squeaking of swings. ❝ It's like an unrealistic painting of humans ❞
She laughed at his statement.
❝ You're interesting. Do you come here often? ❞
❝ I might just start coming here often ❞
Prem's lips curled into a smile, which she returned.
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