Alan Rickman- Caught

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I knew that I was supposed to be on a diet but the Chocolate Ice cream in the fridge was beckoning me over

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I knew that I was supposed to be on a diet but the Chocolate Ice cream in the fridge was beckoning me over. I looked at it every few minutes silently debating whether to eat some or not. I close my eyes trying to think of healthy things.

"Salads, fruit, veggies.." The more I went on the more I thought of how tasteless those things were to the ice cream. I groan hitting my head into the couch softly. "Only a little." I mumble. I get up and head over to the fridge and pull out the tub of I've  ice cream. I pull out the cabinet and grab a spoon. I stick the spoon in the tub, scooping ice cream out eagerly. I open my mouth to take a bite and...

"Aren't you supposed to be on a diet?" Alan's deep voice rings out from the door way. I look back at him and see his small smirk. I'm paused mid bite but recover quickly.

"I am but I really want some ice cream." I whine.

"What happened to you saying that dieting is easy and that you could do it with your eyes closed?" He speaks his smirk growing into a smile.

"I can." I mumble.

"I think your tub of ice cream says different." He speaks as he walks over to me.

"Fine! I want the ice cream okay? I need my junk food! Happy!?" I say annoyed.

"Very." He wraps his arms around my waists and coos in your ear. I eat the cream and surprisingly I hear no more judgement from Alan. We talk as I eat my ice cream and hang out, having a nice time.
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