Beep,beep,beep
"Ugh, shut up, it's only 2am you stupid phone." You said, turning off the alarm on your phone. You groggily got up, careful you didn't wake up Harry, who fell asleep on the couch that night. You got up to do shopping. Black Friday Shopping.
You got ready as quickly as possible and got dressed into something you can easily change in and out of. You grabbed a pop tart because you didn't have time to cook. By the time you left the house it was 2:15. In the morning.
You first went into Walmart because Walmart has everything. Well not in this case. You entered the ram-shacked store to see objects thrown all over the place, items carelessly thrown around the store, and almost nothing in the store. Walmart has been open since 6pm last night, no wonder almost everything was sold out.
Next you went to Target, which wasn't far, hoping you could find something special to get Harry. You went in and Target was such as much a mess as Walmart was. You sighed, walking out. You didn't want to do it, but you had no choice. You had to go to: the mall.
You prepared yourself, knowing the mall would be packed, but you didn't expect it to be nearly as mobbed as it was now. You pushed and shoved your way through the crowds of people, rushing through to see all the available stores. I have to get him something extraordinary. Something unlike anything else.
Sadly every store you went into had either sold out or had nothing to your liking. Dejected, walking to the exit, you saw a small stand in the middle of the plaza and decided to walk up to it. You gasped, noticing the man made rings. He made rings of football sports teams.
You walking up to his stand, asking, "Excuse me sir, do you happen to make these rings?"
He turned to you, warmly smiling, "Well of course I do little lady, price is 5$ per ring."
"That's it?" You asked, happily.
"Yes. Why would you like to purchase one?"
"Well actually I wanted to ask you a question."
"Well shoot."
"Would you happen to make customized rings, seeing as you made these?" You pointed, looking at the rings he made with peoples' names on them.
"Well of course, the price of those however are 7$."
"Okay thank you."
"Hmmm. Oh.... Well there isn't any of Harry or myself. Oh well." You mumbled to yourself.
"Wait!" The man called, making you turn around. "Listen, I have so many customers coming in, and I never do that, but I can tell you really love that man, Harry. He's a very lucky boy. Tell you what, you jot down your address, ring sizes, and what you want written on them and I'll deliver them to you." The man said, pushing a pad of paper and a pen towards you.
"Are you serious, thank you so much!" you chirped.
"No problem, Merry Christmas...Naya." He said, looking down at your name.
A week later, you checked the mailbox to see two rings:
Harry loves Naya (other side)Packers
Naya loves Harry (other side)Packers
You both got matching rings. You smiled, taking the rings and hiding them, putting them in a box together.
"Merry Christmas Harry, I hope you like these. They're special, just like you."
