25/04/18
"is this supposed to be a date," i laughed as i rested my legs on the side of the shopping cart.
i looked at him and he was smiling, pure happiness glistening in his eyes.
"i'm not that creative,"
"i see," i laughed as he placed a box of cereal onto my stomach.
it was around 8 and it was dark outside, and currently i was inside Target with him, we didn't speak until he texted me around seven to come out.
so i did.
we got each other's numbers yesterday.
for context.
but it's low-key fun.
i was inside the shopping cart as he pushed me and would place random items around me or on top of me.
i liked it.
i enjoyed the rush of wind when he pushed me and i could see him running back to me.
it's addictive.
he's addictive
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and we're back to the short chapters :))
