❝   gonna   buy   those   ?   ❞   dirty   blond   points   at   the   last   box   of   fruit   loops   the   guy   holds   at   hand   .   his   own   fault   to   have   gone   shopping   last   minute   before   it   was   his   weekend   of   parenting   .   his   fault   .   like   everything   always   was   .   and   yet   .   .   .   somehow   probably   still   more   relaxed   to   rush   through   the   store   within   just   half   an   hour   than   to   rush   through   the   store   within   just   half   an   hour   with   a   toddler   stopping   at   every   other   aisle   because   ‘   daddy   can   i   have   this   ‘   and   him   battling   the   big   brown   eyes   to   saying   no   because   he   knew   ada   would   not   be   happy   about   it   .