Parker's POV:
I sigh as I flip through the recipe book for the tenth time today.
I feel like I've baked every one of these like a hundred times.
I'm about to abandon the book when a simple chocolate chip cookie recipe crosses my eye.
I mean you can never make too many chocolate chip cookies right?
Actually remember that one time during summer holidays-
Nope, you can never have too many chocolate chip cookies.
I place the book on the stand as I gather all the things.
Alright flour check, eggs check, sugar check.
An idea pops into my head as I glance at the unopened bag of sugar in front of me.
I mean it'd give me something to talk about?
Nope, not doing that.
But I also want to know her name and how her voice sounds like.
No, I'm not gonna do it.
But but-
Okay fine, I'm gonna do it!
I grab a bowl and head out the door before I can change my mind about it.
Okay so just knock and ask if you can borrow some sugar because you're all out.
Piece of cake right?
Okay maybe not. I probably should ring the bell instead of knocking.
I take a deep breath and raise my hand to ring the bell.
I hear shuffling on the other side when the door finally opens and her face comes into the view.
Her eyes widen slightly and she slams the door shut.
Um what just happened?
Should I leave? I don't understand.
I'm about to turn around and head back when I hear the door opening again.
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May I Please Borrow Some Sugar? || √
Short StoryThe first thing I notice when I open the door is his ocean blue eyes swirling in confusion. Well I guess that's what happens when you suddenly slam the door in someone's face. "Sorry about that, there was um a fly, " I attempt to provide a believa...
