“What’s so funny?” Wes asked, watching me in that way that he did, like I was the most fascinating person in the world.“I stole your crouton.�...��“And that’s funny to you? Stealing is a serious crime, Celine.”“You stole my tomato first!”“An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind,” he said.“I’m going to retaliate whether you like it or not,” I said placing my bowl on the counter. I reached for his bowl, pulling it out of his hand and setting it down on the counter beside mine.“Hey—” he began,. I wait more and still nothing. As I stand there completely exposed, He sits down and begins flipping through the channels on the TV. I begin to wonder what His plan is for me. Do I stand? Do I sit? What does He want? I wait. He wants me to wonder. He knows that the question in my mind is making almost as hot as He does. I tremble slightly, partially in regretful anticipation of my pending punishment, but more so in exhilaration. I know that no matter what punishment He has in mind, it will end. "Thank you. I am glad you like them" I said and most likely blushed. "Oh, I do like them, a lot" he said with a smile. He was becoming more and more confident. "Do you wear them a lot?" he asked."Yes I do. I like the feel of them" I replied."What else do you like to wear?" he asked. This was my shot."Well... this" I said and took my phone and showed him a few of my pictures you know from here."Is that really you?" he asked with wide eyes."Yes it is" I said pleased he liked what he saw."I would. I was joined late in my college and most of the chapters were taught and completed too.I have entered my first class with my full bore and mustache grew on my face.All my mates were surprised and some were shocked to see me.So we went to the drawing room (Engg drawing). I began doing my work and some of the girls came to me and interacted with me.After interacting, they came to know about my story and went back to their works.As the days passed on, one day, we went for an industrial tour in a.