" SUM IT UP " - in which George and you try to set up a booth." NOT THE A/N ! " - lower case on purpose. also - it's really short. Like I am kinda disappointed in this oneshot but - I will fix it another time. I have to much to deal with :')
" why do we need to go here again ? "" cause . "
the neighbor's down the street were hosting a little convention . where others of the neighborhood could bring whatever they liked to sell. you — love these.
you sell and buy so much at this - and your poor boyfriend has to deal with all of it.
" tiger lily , can we please not stay here for the whole day ... like last year. " that was nickname he gave you , considering you sell flowers at your parents old flower shop.
" no George , we're not staying here for the whole day. But I do at least want to buy something. " you replied , taking his hand into yours . You intertwined your hand with his, with his returning the gesture.
" fine , you can buy something , but you know we have to stream later. Knowing you and your timing. " he responded , letting out a chuckle. You lightly punched his arm — making his laugh grow.
" what does that mean , blind boy !? " you asked letting out a laugh yourself. " oh so now I am being called 'blind boy' ? Good going ____ "
Once arriving at the convention , you took your sights at your booth you left. " now we have our booth set up , we need to get the flowers up . Kay George ?" You asked , with him giving you a determined look.
" you bet. But just ... some of these are kinda - - "
" nonsense ! " you slightly slapped his back , making him let out a shoot of air. " we can carry these — besides , this is not my problem. " he shook his head in response- in annoyance. Not your problem ? Weren't these your flowers ?
" are you serious right now. oh my god... " george headed back to the trunk of the car where all the flowers were. grabbing loads of them at the same time trying to get them into the booth.
" see gogy. you're doing just fine." You said , still walking around the booth. just admiring the flowers, and the colors .. and - -
" ____ ! Can you please help me ? this is getting really tiresome - and I would like to sit down.. " George was covered in the flowers he was carrying to the front of the booth. You were trying not to laugh , but instead , you went over there and helped.
" oh my goodness George. Can't even carry flowers to a booth. this was your problem, not mine. " you replied.
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