Our first met

"Ah, life is challenging and unpredictable; I feel like this planet is a puzzle that I can't solve with my hands or my thoughts." Bryan had just offered her vanilla ice cream, which she savored while stretching her arms.

He grinned slightly as he observed Safira's conduct; they were sitting on a seat in the campus park, having just eaten lunch in the canteen.

"Could you please have some more ice cream?" He inquired, reaching into the bag close to where he sat.

She stood up and gazed at his shopping bag. "Give it to me; I'll need a lot of ice to cool my brain." She snarled, her face tinged with irritation and pleasure.

"College assignments, domestic issues, it's all jumbled up in my head. Oh, it's very difficult for me." With a disappointed expression, she took another pack of ice cream and relished it with a happy countenance.

"Ah, how long have I been eating this ice cream, do I still look like a hyperactive adolescent girl?" She inquired of him.

He turned and gave a sweet smile. "No