"And that concludes the tour," I laugh, looking at Pete. He was decked out in everything around the park; some Harry Potter glasses, a Superman cape, temporary tattoos from almost every tour stop in the park over his real tattoos, and much, much more.
"Noooo!" Joe exclaims, looking around at the park. It was such a fun day with these guys, but for the first time in a long time, my feet hurt, and so did my back. We've been here almost since eleven in the morning, and it was almost seven in the evening. I wanted the whole park tour extravaganza to be excellent for these guys, and it seemed like they really enjoyed it.
"So where you guys headin' to next?" I ask, just out of simple curiosity. As we continue to walk, I see Pete exchange a quick eyebrow raise to Patrick, and Joe and Andy begin to slow down as we walk. Confused, I keep my normal walking pace, knowing that maybe something was up.
"Oh! April! You never brought us in there! Let's see," Patrick says, pointing to the extreme candy shop we had in this park like he was a child. Still confused, I go along with it, and notice the rest of the guys aren't walking with us.
"Pete? Joe? Andy?"
"I gotta sit down," Joe says, taking a seat along a garden in the park. Andy sits down next to him, and then Superhero Pete Potter sits down next to them.
"They aren't coming?" I ask, walking towards the entrance of the huge candy shop.
"Guess not. I still wanted to see this place, looked really cool," Patrick says, holding the door open for me. I mumble a thanks and flash him a smile as we walk in. Only a few people were walking around in here, surprisingly enough.
"Hey, silly, you never answered my question," I tell Patrick, following him over to the bulk candy. He looks around, trying to look interested.
"Chicago, probably. But, uh..."
"Uh what?" I laugh.
"What's your favorite candy?"
I raise my eyebrows, knowing he was going to say something else. I point to the bin of colorful gummies, and Patrick laughs under his breath. "Shark gummies. Now answer my last question!"
"Chicago!"
"No, Patrick, why did you say 'but...uh'," I laugh, trying to imitate Patrick's voice at the end of my statement to the best of my ability.
He sighs, still looking at the candy. "I was looking to...to stay...here for a few more days?"
Eyes widening, he looks at me with a smile. Slowly, a smile appears on my face, and I felt the need to eat a shark gummy. Oh, and hug him, but I wasn't exactly sure I was the reason why he wanted to stay here. That would probably be a long shot for me to think.
"Now, about those shark gummies," Patrick says, raising his eyebrows, and opening the bin of gummies while looking at me. I laugh again, and he grabs a clear bag, shoving shark gummies to the very top. We exchange another smile and he goes to pay for them at the front desk. I watch as every move he made was gentle, but sweet. I watch as he puts his credit card away and I walk towards the exit as he spots me.
"I'm staying at the Orlando Marriott. Lakeside. If you ever wanna stop by and visit..."
"My house is two streets away from there," I laugh, but then feeling bad that I cut him off. "Oh, excuse me. Sometimes I speak my thoughts, and it's rude to cut people off. I really apologize."
Patrick looks at me, laughing. "I think it's pretty cute, if you ask me. You do that whenever you want." We exchange a smile as we walk outside, and I open my bag of Stump-bought shark gummies.
