– I miss you stupidly, she said.
– How is it? To miss stupidly? He asked.
– It’s like missing some one you don’t know very well, wich makes you wonder why do you do that all the time and you realise that’s because he reminds you a lot or yourself. She replied.
– Everything mixed with a tinny little shy smile and a growing wish for a kiss? he implied.
– Yes. Exactly! She happilly addmited.
– You don’t want to fall in love with that man – he bobed – he’s gonna make you laugh for ever.6