"You are not like other girls." He smiled. He had perhaps expected me to blush. I frowned instead.
"What do you mean?"
"You know how typical girls are." He shrugged.
"How?" I asked cluelessly.
"Nosy. Control freaks. Always judging. Needs so much attention and gifts. Drags you to shopping under every excuse! Doesn't watch sports. Always criticising other women."
"I do not know where you get this opinion of women from. But women aren't like this. And me not being like others is offensive towards my gender."
"Oh, you are overreacting. I didn't mean it like that."
"It's exactly what you mean."
© Suranya
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