“Do you want to go to Disneyland?”
he asked inbetween reading a guidebook on Tokyo. Sitting on the floor at 3.30 am waiting to the famous Tsukiji market, my bored face lit up and with eyes wide opened, I nodded excitedly.
“Since you always say you want to go…”
Now here comes the anti-climax:
“Do you want me to go with you or do you want to go alone?”
I gave him this face:
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“What?” he asked cluelessly, almost defensive
“I’m so going to blog this!”
It’s a line I used to remind him whether what he said is widely acceptable. He only seems to get it when his romantic reputation is at stake…
Lucky for me I’ve always know how to entertain myself.