It's in my blood

“Yeah, I think so. I mean… What’s the worst that could happen?”

“Or we could just not waste these… It’s totally fine.”

“Let me—…” taking a swig, he shook his head. “Nope, no way.”

“Not—…not necessarily, Nilla.”

“I dunno… My orange juice tastes funny too…”

“What? I ordered apple juice--is it supposed to taste all weird like that though..?”

“Why? You have a beautiful face.”

“You don’t need to hide that…”

“What? I like my glasses, they hide my face.”

“They are to me…”

“A sugar cookie!”

“No, no, I’m fine.” He said with a smile, laughing lightly. “Didn’t sleep well s’all.”

Hubert followed, wallet in tow as he watched the excited girl head towards the store.

“Of course you do, because you’re a smart cookie.”

“Why thank you for agreeing with me. I do try.”

“Awesome – let’s head out then!”