Dtf like caillou

Chapter 12

The best morning I woke up refreshed and happy. My stomach grumbles so I hopped out of my bed and went to my fridge. I opened the kaka colored fridge to discover it was as empty as caillou head. (Because he bald) I hesitated just breaking into my neighbors flat to steal food or eat out of the garbage but instead I walked to the nearest Albertson's. When I arrived I went through the aisle picking up necessities like brownies, coffee, and broccoli to eat while I'm drinking coffee. I was looking at the species of broccoli when I feel a tap on dat ass, by dat ass I mean my ass, and by tap on dat ass I mean tap on my shoulder. I turn to see the source of all this tapping and I see Caillou. All the oxygen in my body left and I start choking and accidentally choke and spit on the broccoli. "Are you okay?!," Caillou asks alarmed. I compose myself and nod yes. He looks at me with wary eyes. " Laila right? I was just wondering if you want to go dinner with me or something like I know you are prolly busy but like cancel your plans." I am standing there stunned and quickly agree. He says, "Great meet me at Macornoni grill at 6." He leaves and I'm standing there with a slight ping of guilt in my chest but mostly overwhelmed, like how did he even remember me. Maybe he remembered that I sharted in front of him. Maybe he likes the smell of my sharts? What will I order at Macaroni grill?! Hopefully they serve broccoli with coffee. I panic quietly to myself and return home without paying for the food because I yolo my way through life and don't need to pay.