˚* ੈ✩‧₊ 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 | ❝ and now i know what they mean, he's a love machine, oh he makes me dizzy. ❞ - ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦, ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦 , 𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑎 [ karl jacobs x female oc ]

"𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇?" "𝐘/𝐍...𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄." 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐌. 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐈𝐒 𝐔𝐏: 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄

𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 (𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍) 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄. •𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄•

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.