There he was, right before my eyes. A beautiful man... a potato.
I licked my lips and picked him up, cradling him in the cup of my hands.
"Hey sexy," he says, winking.
"Damn, your voice is smooth." i say in awe.
"Uhh you know that it can't talk right..? it's literally a potato." Says the gardener beside me.
I hiss at him and run home, shoving potato in my pocket.
Once i get home, it hits me. Bread.
I hide in the bathroom with potato.
"Sasha? What's going on?" I here bread panicking behind the door.
"Uh nothing! I just drank too much milk.. heh." I say, then i stick my tongue out and spit for sound effect.
I look at potato seductively.
"I won't tell if you don't," i whisper.
"It'll be our little secret then," he replies with a smirk.
