"My mom ran over a snake with a lawn mower by mistake once."Dara remembered out of nowhere."Anyways, whats your favourite genre of music?"The young female inquired curiously. Her arms had gotten crossed sometime during the conversation.
Again, he patted his friends head. It seemed to be some strange habit or fetish, not that he realized he patted his friend's head so much."Your hair is very soft."He blurted out of nowhere. The way he said it, made him sound quite stupid or much like a circle.













