“Can’t really say I’d agree, how would you know which one was the real me? Ever think of that?” She arched a perfect eyebrow in question. Sophia was curious to see if he really had thought that idea through. “Don’t be rude though.” The brunette said cautiously, always worrying about others and especially those who didn’t understand his attitude. “Yes, your good friend.”
"Probably the nervous one, since you always have that knack of doing whatever’s right.” He shot her a smile before taking her hand and leading her to the door. “I’ll try not to be rude. I know how much you would hate to be seen with such a disrespectful man as me.” He bit his lower lip and said goodbye to his housemaid, before leaving with her. “So you agree?” He asked, after some time. “That we’re just good friends?”
