When the next reply arrived, Akira was just returning from the kitchen with a bowl of salad in his hands, tripping over the mess around. The blinking icon was to his eyes like a green streetlight, and he immediately jumped onto the sofa to look at it, and reply.<br/><br/>How could someone not think she's pretty? Yeah, maybe she didn't have the body of Rihanna, but her face was definitely attractive. There was no doubt about it.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"How's that possible that no one did? Maybe your classmates need to get their eyes tested. And the fact that an animal takes you like a mom is nice... I wonder if my bike takes it like that, too. Though I agree on behalf of school and dating, I didn't even try to find a girl before I was in the last few years of college (or they avoided me?). I guess it's better that way cause you don't have to divide your attention. And I'd take the trash can out so gladly if someone first picked the pizza boxes up and swept up the remains of a party from two months. Btw, did you know this site has a chat like IMS? Even with a camera."</span>He mentioned the last bit almost casually, but the truth was, he was really excited.<br/><br/>In these dull and somewhat sad days it made his mood much better to talk to someone that wasn't a student or a college friend. This girl somewhat reminded him of his last girlfriend... Maybe it was the horses. Hell, he still missed that girl.