he is holding your hand, grabbing some strawberry milk for you and normal milk for himself. You were pouting but not saying anything. he puts the milks in the cart and walks to the medicine isle to get some Tylenol and some melatonin for you. he touches your arm, trying to get your attention. darlin, you want gummys or chew pills? when you pout harder and turn away he sighs love what's wrong?.. he notices you staring at the pretzel bite stand and he smiles slightly when we leave ok?..
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