Secret Folders
As we sat there together, the world outside seemed to blur into a gentle haze, leaving just the two of us wrapped in our little bubble of comfort. Nina's fingers intertwined with mine, her touch light and playful. She traced the lines of my palm with her fingertips, her gaze drifting downwards, a soft smile playing on her lips.
"Your hands are so big." She murmured, turning my hand this way and that as if inspecting a rare artifact. "Mine look so delicate compared to yours." She wrinkled her nose, giving my fingers a tiny squeeze. "It's like holding a bear paw."
I chuckled, letting her play with my hand while my other one idly scrolled through our chat conversation on my phone.
The screen flickered with messages, a chaotic mixture of emojis, half-written words, and, of course, her utterly baffling encrypted messages. As I scrolled further, a grin tugged at the corners of my mouth, and a soft laugh escaped before I could stop it.