Sometimes, it seems they are in a time wrap. They truly belong to the eighties. With their shell frame spectacles, an uncontrollable attraction towards books, controlled attachment and the very traditional dressing sense, they seem like straight out of a b/w photo. A photo that became alive.
If only they had a scooter.
Right now she was juggling two books. But she could not concentrate on either. A thought about him is getting stronger at the back of her mind.
Meanwhile, two thousand five hundred kilometres away, he was not messaging her. But he ended up talking about her to every body else that evening.
Now,you tell me, isn't that a total 80s material??
Well, my dear, when people are running faster and faster in this race called life, this retro style of living can bring real hope.
If only they had a scooter.
