Lexie was trying to stretch one day because of overeating, she left her friends inside the restaurant who wants to become gluttons incarnate. She happily sniffs the air when someone bumps into her.

"Sorry, I'm on a daze."  She apologized thinking, it's her fault for being in a daze.

"No, it's my fault. I'm not looking, are you okay?" She nodded her head and when she looked up, it was 'that guy!'. 

Ba-dump, ba-dump, skip, ba-dump. The drumming of her heart is overwhelming that it competes with his voice.

"Oh, I'm just stretching." Why did she even say that? 

"That's good! see you around then." 

He gave her a salute and winks. He is so charming that Lexie's knees went weak. She wanted to talk to him longer but he's gone, she wanted to run after him but he's nowhere to be found. He is like that icecream peddler who went by so fast that she missed her chance to call and buy her favorite flavor. Disappointed Lexie wanted to cry. She has no idea that he did it deliberately.


He knows her name, even her mother's family tree. He counted how many underwear she got and what color are they. He also knows what time she poops and for how many times in a day. He is familiar with her daily routine that he knows she picks her nose when she goes out of bed. Her favorite dish is tuna soup, she loves to draw and paint. He also has her lost socks, exam results, hair ties, and some items that she owned. He got all kinds of her picture, smiling Lexie, pouting, crossed eyed, fat, cute, ugly, bad hair day and the picture of her wearing a red dress and red lipstick. There's a whole room of her memorabilia. In his mind, she is already his.

He is Sweet but a Psycho

"Miss, I spent almost three hours arranging that." The sales clerk confronted Lexie. 


"Okay, good job!" Lexie smiled and look some more. Albert at that time bought breakfast for her. 


She went into the fitting room and tried the first clothes. But she didn't like it so she took another one. She had tried five clothes and the clerk can't take it anymore. 


"Miss I don't want to be rude, but these are freshly dry cleaned clothes, and I have to clean them again, no one will buy it dirty." Lexie is dumbfounded. 


"I'll buy all of these, just wait for my husband." She said still choosing clothes. 


"No, no, you can't stay here, you better get out miss or my manager will call my attention again, this is my third time this month so I can't be called again." The clerk said worriedly. 


"But I can buy all of this." Lexie insisted. 


"What is this commotion again Ms. Lendon?" The manager came forward. 


Suits for Him and Her