2 For 2

She entered the door to Narnia a few times back and forth. The light in it was natural. Good for putting on makeup. And she thought to herself while applying sunscreen, how lovely it would be to sleep in and head for a heavy lunch later. Delicious’s hearty soup noodle will taste so good followed by a Pavlova for dessert. But work calls. After all, it pays for the shoes.

He offered to make her toast with wannabe Nutella spread as he was making his breakfast. She declined. Said she’ll help herself later as she liked her toast fresh and crispy. He shouted in alert when her favourite EPL team was featured in the highlights and remembered that she is yet to officiate the baby jersey he bought. As she applied the finishing touches to her face, the standard women questions inevitably ran through her mind. Am I aging? Are those wrinkles? Crow’s feet? Pigmentation? No longer in her mid-20s, a frown plastered. She’ll just live in denial. And walked away from her reflection to join him in the living.

Right before she painted her lips, he stopped her for a kiss. He knows that she does not fancy her lips smothered after she has done so. She smiled. He knows... and wondered what else has he observed about her.

A perfect morning it was...

She shall gather more of these mini happies for her keepsake.

And in her fond memories they will rest.