Chapter 1

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Brett walked down the spreads aisle, searching for his second favourite thing in the whole world, Nutella. He was halfway down the aisle, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a jar. He turned around, leaning closer to the shelf containing a jar of Nutella. There was only one jar left, but that jar was HIS. Brett's hand hit something, the contact startled him. He saw there was another hand on his Nutella.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't-" Brett stammered to the guy in front of him.

"No problem!" The guy said confidently, cutting Brett off mid sentence. "The problem is, however, that there's only one jar and two of us!" He smirked at Brett, who was playing with the hem of his shirt nervously.

Brett looked up suddenly, smiling. "We could share?" He suggested, adding curiously, "What's your name?"

"I'm Dan, yourself?" Dan replied, holding out his hand.

Brett looked at his hand briefly, before shaking it. "Brett." He nodded at Dan, letting to of his hand and returning his own to the pocket of his jeans.

"Sharing sounds good." Dan finally replied, smiling down at Brett. "There's a picnic park down the road, shall we go?"

"Uh, sure." Brett replied, placing his basket of unimportant things on the ground and followed after Dan.

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