Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Wow, look at that height!"

"And he's so handsome too!"

"Huh? He seems to be alone."

"Doesn't such a hottie have a girlfriend?"

By the time Gilbert had snagged his tickets, a small crowd had already formed around him. He casually shoved the tickets into his pocket. "Hey there!"

A bold girl, mustering all her courage, stepped in front of him.

Gilbert frowned in confusion, "Yes? Can I help you?"

The girl, still a bit nervous, held up her phone. "I'm really sorry to bother you, but could I possibly get your Instagram?"

Ah.

Gilbert got it in a flash. He was being hit on.

He politely declined, "I'm sorry, but I don't have a phone. Excuse me, my girlfriend is waiting for me."

With that, he waved towards Sherilyn and quickly walked over to her.

The girl who tried her luck: Heartbroken...

Of course, a guy like him would have a girlfriend.

Sherilyn couldn't help it; she burst

was puzzled,

"Yes!"

and nodded vigorously, exclaiming, "You, you...

heard everything. "Mr. Johnson, couldn't you come up with a better excuse? Who

"It works, doesn't it? Clearly shows

point, but it

am, and you're still making fun

snacks? Everyone else is munching on popcorn and sipping on milkshakes." "No, thanks." Sherilyn

she bit

getting me a

ruffling her hair, "I'll get

time, they went together, hand

stand had too many flavors; Sherilyn was spoilt

"Which one?"

pointed at one, "That

"All right."

tugged at Gilbert, changing her mind, "Actually, that

she couldn't let go of

help but smile, "Don't worry, no need to

asked the vendor to

stopped him, "I can't

"No worries."

her, paying