trouvaille
/tro͞oˈvī/
noun
something lovely discovered by chance
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ag reid was doing perfect. she was in her sophomore year of college, she's had a a girlfriend for almost seven months, she has amazing friends. she's liv...
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ANNAGRACE REID
i looked around the airport, smiling as i spotted billie across the airport. she spotted me as well, and i watched as a wide, adorable grin spread across her face.
she ran over to me, jumping up to wrap her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. "jesus christ," i gasped out as i chuckled a bit. "just knock the damn wind out of me, why don't you?"
"sorry, baby," she apologized with a cute laugh. "i missed you."
"i missed you too, lovebug," i murmured. "how was your flight?"
"it was alright," she gave a small shrug. "i was gonna sleep, but i was too excited to get here and see you, that i couldn't."
"aww," i cooed. "you're adorable."
"yeah, yeah," she playfully rolled her eyes. "now, are you gonna kiss me or not?"
"shit," i dragged out. "say less." i said before pressing my lips to her's.
she placed her small hands on my cheeks as she kissed me. she pulled back slightly but then pressed a handful more of kisses to my lips.
when she pulled back again, she rested her forehead on my own forehead. "let's go back to your dorm and cuddle."
"bet," i murmured. "i'ma stop and get some food first though."
"alright." she nodded.
i placed her on the ground, then grabbed her suitcase for her. she walked beside me, wrapping both of her arms around my right arm and leaning into my side. i've noticed she does that a lot.
it's cute as hell.
we got into my car, and i reached over to hold her hand, interlacing our fingers.
"do you want anything to eat?" i asked softly before deciding on where to go.
"nah, i'm good." she shook her head.
"you sure?" i made sure.
"mhm." she hummed.
"alright..." i trailed off.
since i didn't have to worry about billie's dietary restrictions, i pulled into the mcdonald's line. once it was my turn, i rolled my window down.
since it was still early in the morning, i asked "can i get a fruit and maple oatmeal bowl? and then with that, four packs of apple slices? and for the drink, can i just get a water?"
"yes, ma'am," she told me. "just to make sure, you only want the four packs of apple slices? no happy meal with it?"
"that's right." i confirmed.
she gave me a price and told me to pull up the second window. once i did, i pulled my card out of my wallet and handed it to her, paying for it. i then pulled up to the next window, thanking the girl who handed me the bag.
