i called you over to my house wanting to tell you something. but you got worried, thinking that something was wrong. you rushed to my house. as i opened the door to invite you in, you immediately embraced me. you asked me what was wrong and if something bad happened. you looked worried and looked like you were about to cry. i chuckled, telling you to calm down. you looked confused but relaxed a little.
i just ended up telling you that i have an obsession with tea and i wanted a huge ass mug with a huge ass handle that i could hold without burning myself. you heaved a sigh of relief and smiled telling me that you were glad that nothing bad happened. i felt happy cause you cared for me.
