Francia's savior

"Ouchhh, it hurts!!" Gina screamed loudly when Marco suddenly pinched her waist, although it didn't really hurt too much.

"That's why you remember so you don't ask again, didn't I already tell you that I was a gardener. Then why are you still asking now, you're not demeaning my job, are you? Or are you embarrassed to be friends with a lowly worker like me, Hmm?"

Gina quickly shook her head. "N-no, that's not what I meant."

"Then why are you still asking about who I am?"

Seeing Marco so offended, Gina immediately felt guilty, she even played with her fingers. The little things he always did when he was nervous or under stress.

A faint smile appeared on Marco's face which of course Gina couldn't see.

"Sorry."

"What?!"

Gina looked up at Marco. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I was just asking about.."

"Ok you're forgiven."

"Eh?"

"Didn't you just apologize to me?"