ur mom pov
right as i walked into the isle to get milk, i saw it. i saw the one and only thing that has made me feel like this. love. i quickly pick it up and put it in the trolley, excitedly walking across the shop. my child, Y/N, is that one shitting flamingo dancing toy. again. they have an obsession with that toy, i find it weird, but i might get it them for christmas.
'hunny bun bun emo, i've met the love of my life.'
they quickly turn around, looking intrigued as to what i'm about to say.
'their name is cheese.'
