Taming My Cold Husband
Vanessa began and rambled off.
Leslie offered a small smile and tried to focus her attention and listen, but her brain kept tuning Vanessa out. Instead, her mind focused on Vanessa's words.
"...and then we had to source for coconuts like in all those cliché movies. Crazy, am I right!?"
"Ha ha, yeah," Leslie laughed dryly, not really catching her words. “Could she be trusted?” Leslie thought. “She seems like a very kind girl, a little outspoken but lovely nonetheless. Oh God, I'm so confused!”, she subconsciously bit her lip.