What the fuck...
"Why the fuck do you like me?!" I yelled at him but not too loudly.
"Because you're cute." He smiled at me.
"Get out I want my cheese. GIMME MY CHEESE!! I CAN PAY FOR MY OWN SHIT!!" He moved the basket away from me so I won't reach my cheese basket.
"bitch." I whispered and folded my arms because I just want cheese for fuck sake.
"I said i'm paying for you okay? Okay?" He told me.
"Fine." I said still mad at him.
"bitch." I whispered again.
"What did you say?" He looked at me.
"I called you a bitch? What's wrong with that?" I look at him like nothing happened.
"Ugh at least i'm being nice to you."
"I never ask for you kindness. You can put your kind ass somewhere else." I pointed to the other side of the supermarket.
"No."
"THEN WHY THE HELL YOU BUYING ME CHEESE FOR THEN?"
"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU!"
"Are you blind? I think you got the wrong person?"
"I'm not blind why do you think that?"
"You probably are. You got the wrong person. Sir I want my cheese basket."
"Ugh! You're so frustrating!"
"That's what you get for buying me cheese."
"Whatever." I walk next to him in silent not even saying a word to him until we both got to the cashier. This guy place my cheese basket on the conveyor belt. The cashier starts to check out the cheese and put them into the bag. I kinda feel bad because she has to check that all of that cheese for me. "Have I bought too many cheese? But it will last me a week! Yeah yeah I have enough cheese!" I thought and nodded my head eagerly.
"You happy?" He asked me but I didn't hear him because I too focus on the cheese.
"Hey hey! I asked you a question!" He shakes me a little.
"Huh what? Sorry I was too focus on my cheese."
"Oh it's fine." We waited until the cashier was finish checking out all of my cheese.
"Uhh your total is $46.57. Cash or credit?"
"Credit please."
"Okay just swipe your card here and sign it afterwards." She pointed to a credit card machine.
"Wow he just be fancy." I rolled my eyes and thought to myself.
"Thank you sir come again." The cashier winked at him. He carried all of my cheese bag with one hand. THERE WAS 5 BAGS FOR FUCK SAKE. He must be strong.
"Sorry miss I have a girlfriend." He winked at me.
"The hell you winked at me for! If you're going to wink at least to it to your actually girlfriend not me you idiot!"
"Where do you live? Do you drive? You can hop in my car if you want."
"Okay too many questions fancy pants. First, I'm not giving a fucking stranger my address. Second, I do drive. And third I can walk myself. Now give me my cheese." I tried to gran my cheese but he moved his arm so I won't reach my fucking cheese again.
"Bitch." I said to him.
"Let's go to my car."
"But-"
"But no let's go to my car." He cut me off.
"Fine. You're still a bitch."
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