"What?" She glared at me.

"What what?" I asked her confusedly.

"Stop grinning like a pathetic creep." 

"How can I be a pathetic creep if I'm grinning at a captivating person right in front of me."

"You're full of shit."

"Well, shit is helpful to grow beautiful flowers, and you're the flower."

*smack*

"Ouch. Don't get me wrong. What I'm trying to say is everything on you will still beautiful even a piece of shit is on you."

"..."

"W-wait... I'm sorry okay. Okay, no more shit, beautiful. Come back please."