˗ˏˋthe bakeryˎˊ˗

nineteen..

"she poured her hot chocolate on you?! i should have been there to record the whole thing!" johnson screamed as sammy laughed along.

"but, for reals, though. ever since you saw her, partially, at the bakery, the post office, and the arcade, you instantly fell in for her. and i knew, at the night at the arcade, you guys were made for eachother. you guys need to talk it out." johnson told me.

i looked over at sammy and he nodded his head.

"nah, don't look at sammy. he's only saying yes so he can finish his twenty-eighth round with esther."

i snickered at sammy's flushed face.

"hey..how do y-"

"jack told me. and, i practically heard you guys from all the way here!" johnson exclaimed.

jack picked up my car keys and my sweater.

"what are you doing?"

"what you're gonna do is go to lana's house and do the best apology in the world."