A beat of a second passed before he slowly pulled away from me, the suffocating heat withdrawing with him as he straightened up. My eyes lifted to meet his as he released his hold on my knife, and I flicked my wrist, flipping it with ease so my hand...
This chapter is approximately 6909 words long, excluding the author's note.
Warning: you might find yourself unable to stop smiling once you read this chapter.
Side effects of this chapter: you might start wishing you had a Heath in your life after this.
Other things you should be watching out for: find the ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ in the chapter and you might just find your own Heath*
*Only applicable to those living in the town of Beacon Hills.
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Come here Heath baby, I want to hold your hand too.
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✡ six ✡
"Does this cabbage look a little too yellow to you?"
I was holding a head of cabbage up to the fluorescent ceiling light of the mart, turning it slowly in a circle to inspect it, not being able to decide if it was its natural colouring or a trick of the light.
We were in a 24-hour mart much larger than the one we had been in just a few hours ago, and the past half an hour alone had been spent by the cabbage stand as Arsenio and I pondered on which cabbage to get.
The air buzzed with a ringing silence, and there was the occasional rattle of the air-conditioning vents overhead. The place was wholly abandoned– unsurprising, really, seeing as it was 3 in the morning –and the only other customer in the store besides us was a middle-aged man with a frizzy beard standing a few feet away.
He had appeared five minutes ago at the pineapple stand, and since then, he's been immersed in his own private little conversation with them. And by them, I mean the pineapples.
"I just love your complexion," I heard him say to a particular pineapple. "Is that warm beige you're using or latte?"
