“How two people find interest in each other and I’ve come to know that it’s simple.” I say and begin washing the dishes in my hand. Rosetta stood beside me with a dry towel and she chuckled, shaking her head. “Hair, Smell, Looks…” I stopped and looked at her. “And eyes…Everyone seems to do this weird thing with their eyes.” I say and simply stare at her for an odd period of time before handing her a dish. She chuckles and bumps into me.
“You’re ridiculous.” She mutters and I shrug. “There’s more to it than that.” She whispers and I stop what I am doing. Not understanding.
“How so?”
She stops what she’s doing and sets the dish down to dry. “Have you ever liked anyone margo? Had feelings for someone?”
I look away and down at the sink, watching the bubbles. I can’t recall ever feeling anything for anyone. “I like you?” I say and wash another dish and she sighs. “I don’t mean as a friend.” she says and waits for more dishes. “I mean you see them and there’s this feeling in the pit of your stomach. Maybe it isn’t there at first but you keep seeing them from time to time and something they do causes…” She sighs again and for a moment I had stopped listening until she had said something Absered.
“Butterflies.” She was smiling and It was my turn to laugh at her.
“That sounds Impossible rose.” I send more dishes her way. “How would someone come to have butterflies in their stomach?” I say and finish the last dish. Before I could leave she grabbed my arm. “I’ve felt them margo. It’s a real thing. You feel them and with them comes many more feelings and that’s how romance begins.” She let go of me and I rolled my eyes.
“If that happens to me. I’ll be sure to come to you since you seem to be some sort of love doctor.”
