8 MAY 2017 AT 5:54

We are at your place after a filling fish tikka at Chinar. You pour both of us some red wine, and we both are making small talk, not saying what's on both our minds. Just then, you let go a loud fart. Thank God it is not smelly, but it is awkward. So out of place. I stare for half a second, not knowing if should laugh or eww.

Before I could react, you say: "My intestines just spoke what my heart has been holding up for quite some time. That loud sound you just heard, that was: May I kiss you?"

- Shambovine