Impossible!! Rose’s centuries old charade
The aroma of sizzling garlic and onions wafted through Tessa's apartment as she stood over the stovetop, sautéing the aromatics in a puddle of olive oil. She hummed absentmindedly to herself, occasionally glancing over her shoulder at Josh who was sprawled on the couch, idly tapping away at his laptop.
"Hey, remember when you used to leave flowers on my car every morning?" she called out teasingly.
Josh looked up, an amused smirk playing across his lips. "You mean back when I was trying desperately to get you to notice me? Those were the days."
"More like when you were a lovesick puppy following me around campus," Tessa countered with a laugh, tossing in some diced tomatoes to the simmering pan. "I thought you'd never take the hint that I was out of your league."
Josh feigned a wounded expression, placing a hand over his heart. "Ouch, you wound me! And after all the effort I put into those flower arrangements too."