“There’s nothing more depressing than being alone when everyone else has someone,” Olive muttered.
“I can think of several things. War, famine, the fact that one day something horrible will happen to the earth and the human race will be forgotten in the void of space, orphans in New Guinea, and the fact that the woman I’m passionately in love with doesn’t realize that my heart burns for her with the intensity of a thousand white-hot suns.”
“What was that last one?” Olive blinked, having not been paying attention until that moment.
Alfredo calmly took a sip of his espresso. “Orphans in New Guinea.”
“I can think of several things. War, famine, the fact that one day something horrible will happen to the earth and the human race will be forgotten in the void of space, orphans in New Guinea, and the fact that the woman I’m passionately in love with doesn’t realize that my heart burns for her with the intensity of a thousand white-hot suns.”
“What was that last one?” Olive blinked, having not been paying attention until that moment.
Alfredo calmly took a sip of his espresso. “Orphans in New Guinea.”
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