Plot: you work for a candy shop when you meet Gabriel
Sugar-Maroon 5
Your POV
I look around the stalls filled candy that can cause someone diabetes. As far as I'm concered, I don't like candy much. Although they are sweet and can cheer me up. But then someone cute came in the store and walked in the stalls. He disappeared into them and I sighed sadly. "Hey," I heard a voice beside me and it was the cute man. "H-Hey," I chuckled nervously. "What's the best candy you have?" He grinned looking around then down to me. "Turkish Delight," I said nervously as he looked around. "Where?" He said as I lead him to the international isle. I pointed the turkish candies. "Thanks," he said as I sighed quietly and walked away, until, that is, someone grabbed my hand. I looked up to see the same man. "Hey you look sweet, can-can I take you out candy?" He asked nervously. "I didn't get your name. But yeah sure," I giggled. "I'm Gabriel. You?" He said as the archangel popped in my mind. "I'm (y/n), hey, think of me as a religous freak but your name is like the archangel Gabriel. Like Jesus?" I chuckled as he looked at me surprised. "What?" He stuttered. "What?" I blanked. "Nothing. Let's go," he slinged his arm iver my shoulder as we walked to the cashier and he lead me out.
