What Make Me Smile の小説・ストーリー

Her smile is contagious. "My pleasure" *************************** Aw.

" Rila, the MUA answered. “Masya Allah, is it because you make up the smart ones or you are really pretty Saz? You are so beautiful ”Sinta joked while hitting Saskia's back slowly. Saskia shook her head, confused about the treatment of three college friends who are now sitting snapping the camera on her cellphone, taking pictures of them with Saskia many times.

He frowns at me really confused but anyway parks the car at the side of the road. "Okay, do you know how to smile?" I ask him, unbuckling my seat belt and turning to him. He just stares at me with those furrowed eyebrows. "This is how we humans smile," I say whilst smiling widely at him. "We smile when we are happy or when someone gives us a compliment. And also we smile to make other people happy. Do you ever smile for these reasons?" "Yes, when I have some reason to be happy," he says. My smile instantly fades and I feel a heavy weight being dropped into my heart. How can be happy when he doesn't have his both parents by his side?

Morgan smiles which does make a smile form on my lips. Let the work begin.

I joke causing him to chuckle. "Ouch that really hurt" Winston pouts "Well, you better get used to it, especially if we're going to be friends," I tilt my head and raise my eyebrows causing Winston to smile. I don't think I've ever met someone who smiles as much as he does, aside from me. Some would say I smile excessively but I just like being cordial especially at work. You never know what a smile can do for a person's day. "So fill me in, what's it like working here?" Winston takes a bite of his sub.

Who just smiled but didn't say anything. Sorry for the late update guys, I will start updating daily again

He smiles at me once more. Damn, that smile does strange things to me! His hazel eyes seem to almost light up when he smiles, little wrinkles next to his eyes appear, making his face seem instantly more animated. I see him looking at the lock screen of my phone as he goes to hand it back. The picture is of me and my brother with our father at a pack event. All formal.

(smiles) A. Gupta

He smiles and it’s a kind smile. I can’t stop thinking about it.

“It's none of your business” “Hmmm, I'm just glad there someone to make you smile over the years”