"Nick, I'm going to the store to get a new toothbrush, Clay fucking dropped mine on the floor," I said, shaking him awake on the couch. "Come with me and get those flowers for Lyla."
"Okay," he basically leaped off the couch after that suggestion. He and Lyla had been talking a little bit over the past few days and the two had even been texting. He had mentioned to me the night before that he wanted to get flowers for her for when we went out. I thought it was so sweet I almost couldn't hold back on telling her, but I managed to keep my trap shut.
We had made a small pitstop for smoothies before we made it to the store. "Gorgeous gorgeous girls love smoothies!" I said, forcing him to touch his cup to mine as if we were cheers-ing to something.
"Gorgeous gorgeous girls love smoothies," he repeated, laughing along with me. "You got me hooked on saying that, you know."
"Isn't it kind of addicting to say?" I laughed. "Lyla says it too, so she'll be delighted that you're on the gorgeous gorgeous girls train."
"Has she been talking about me?" He asked, his voice a little higher pitched than usual. It was so adorable to see them both so equally nervous over each other. "Not like it's a big deal or anything though, I'm just curious."
"Nonstop," I laughed. "She's really excited for tonight. When she sees you got her flowers she's going to cry. The only man who has ever bought her flowers is her dad for her competitions, and she would never admit it, but she's always wanted a guy to buy them for her."
"I don't want to sound crazy, but we're already getting along really well," he said, trying to hide a smile. "I dig her a lot."
"She's really into you, Nick," I said, patting his arm a little. "I can tell. I haven't seen her like this in a while, it's nice to see."
"That makes me feel a lot better, thank you," he said, his cheeks tinging pink. I wished I hadn't had us walk all the way to the pharmacy from the smoothie place, it was hot today and I was already sweating.
"Mer!" Nick yelled, and I turned around thinking he'd been hurt or was getting murdered or something. As soon as I did, I realized he was just trying to get my attention for a picture. "I'm posting this... I'm going to edit your face out, don't worry!"
"Wait, is that the Dream smiley thing?" I asked, getting behind him so I could look over his shoulder at his phone. "That's actually kind of funny. Also, you did that really fucking fast, I'm very impressed."
"I know," he showed me the final edit and the caption he had planned. "Isn't this fucking hilarious? And yeah, not to toot my own horn or anything, but I'm quick with it."
"Gorgeous gorgeous girls love bestie stealing!" I yelled. "You really are the bestie stealer, you know. You're going to steal Lyla away from me. It's okay though, I'm willing to settle for joint custody."
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