"What's your favourite colour? I need to know what we're looking for," I asked, eager to find out Arlen's preference.
"Hmm..." Arlen paused, taking a moment to recall his favourite colour.
It is absurd, but while doing it, he looks sort of adorable.
"Don't tell me you don't have one because everyone does," I stated, feeling confused.
A concerned expression appeared on Arlen's face as he rubbed his forehead with his free hand. "Yeah, I know. I used to have one before. I just can't remember the exact color I settled with."
Noticing his weariness, I decided to give him a break. "How about we look for something that suits you?"
"Actually, that's a good idea," Arlen replied, his face brightening with a smile. "When you texted me last night, I didn't believe you would actually make it," he
