How to help a shopaholic (nanowrimo13)

Step 6

Make sure to involve her friends

After Matty had caught me last night I went to bed and even though I couldn't stop thinking about going shopping I was luckily tired enough to fall asleep quite soon. He was cleverer than I thought and that he caught me was bugging me. I had thrown away one entire day for nothing! That was something I couldn't live with that easily. I needed to find another opportunity to get shopping. Before I would think about that though I decided to get ready and then get some breakfast.

After a refreshing shower I went for a lime green summer dress which ended above my knees and exposed my legs in the best way. I didn't dress like this to get Matty into bed but more to help him not being mad at me. When I got downstairs I figured that this wasn't apparently necessary. Matty was in the kitchen humming some song while unfolding a paper package. "Morning. What's up with you being so happy?" I asked while walking into the kitchen. I made myself a cup of tea and then turned around to face Matty. He just shrugged "To be honest, I don't really know. I went to do some grocery shopping and came back with this amazing cake so maybe that is the reason!" I nodded "What cake is it?“ He turned around to look at the package before facing me again "I believe it is some kind of chocolate pieces one which is supposed to taste like a huge brownie but because the man went to the back of the shop to get one I am not quite sure." I gave him an amused look and grinned "You are full of trouble do you know that? What if there are some kinds of drugs inside? I mean here in New York you can never know!" He looked shocked for a second but then responded "Even if the cake is from the Upper East Side? I always believed you would only get drugs over your dealers." I nodded "Yeah if it is from the Upper East Side then we should be save. So what are we waiting for? There is a cake to be eaten!" He laughed and I handed him a cake knife so he could cut the deliciousness into pieces. Both of us busy with eating a huge piece we fell into a comfortable silence. After a while I decided to ask him about yesterday night though "So you aren't mad anymore? I mean I went behind your back and all..." He shook his hand before gulping the piece of cake down his throat "Nah, forget about it! Plus it was really funny. I mean it was like so obvious and yet you totally fell for my trap!" I rolled my eyes "Yeah, yeah as long as you had your fun!" A huge grin appeared on his face like he was a little boy who just got a new car to play with "Believe me I had. I mean I wish I had filmed how scared you were. You screamed so loud I believed I would be deaf afterwards and jumped at least 5 feet! It was hilarious!" I pulled my face into a grimace and answered "I wasn't that scared! And I didn't really jump okay?" He gave me a doubtful look only earning a punch into the shoulder from me "Okay, okay I was scared as shit! But if you ever tell anybody about it I will deny everything and you will hear from my lawyer!" Matty looked at me terrified and I believed I had really scared him before he responded "Oh no please don't do that! I would be so afraid. And I would be shivering. I believe I could shiver as much as you did yesterday!" He began to laugh and soon he rolled on the floor laughing and clutching his stomach. "Oh come on! Grow up, you little child!" I responded. Immediately the memories of yesterday came back and what happened after I had called him childish and I couldn't help but feel a weird bubbly thing inside my stomach.

Weird?

"I am sorry!" he said out of breath and sit up. After he inhaled and exhaled for a few times he pulled himself up and fell back on his seat. I gave him a death glare but continued eating my food. After we ate the entire cake - and let me tell you it was a huge one! - and cleaned up Matty let out a long sigh "You have got to know I am a baking freak! I think there is almost nothing that can be compared to the smell of a freshly self-baked cake! But because I don't always have time to do so I think the smell of a bought cake isn't as good as the one of a self-made but yet it is delicious too!" I nodded and flashed him a smile not really knowing where he was about to get with all of this. Apparently he didn't know either cause there was no conclusion or anything. "Want to go to the park?" he asked me suddenly making me snap back out of my thoughts. I nodded "Sure! Let me just quickly grab my bag." Before I could head out though he added "Oh, I forgot I have to phone my boss. Mind if we wait half an hour?" I shook my head and then went upstairs. I didn't know why but his comparison with the two types of cakes wouldn't leave my head. When I just fell backwards onto my back and closed my eyes it hit me and I immediately set up again.