I find out that I actually like to view stuff from other people's POV. I dont know why, sometimes I just drift off and end up looking at the same situation in many different pairs of shows. Here comes another 'visualization' ..

FICTION. WHATEVER THAT IS SAID BELOW IS TOTALLY FICTION. fictionfictionfictionfiction. okay?

It's always been something like silent communication for us. Take for example, during dinnertime (she rarely came home for lunch) I would cook the normal meals, then wait for her to finish her food, after which she would return her plate to the kitchen. I would immediately go to the kitchen to check it out. If it was empty(usually when I cook curry), I would smile inwardly and take it that I'd cooked a good meal. If it was left untouched I would get the hint.

I know she and her siblings loved prawn crackers, so one day I bought a packet from the supermarket, hoping it'll please her. What I wasn't aware of was that the crackers from the supermarket didn't taste nice at all, and I found the half eaten packet in the fridge the next morning, very un-crispy.

Every morning she would go to school, and wake me up to help her find various articles of clothing, and then she would pester me to help her oepn the bloody door even though she and I are very aware that she has her own set of keys and opening the door would take less than a minute for her.

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guessguessguess from whose POV did I write this from? : D quite easy actually.