We’re not even dating yet, but he’s already figured out two things: Liebling forgets to eat, and her address. For the second one, he’s already mentally chewed himself out, of course. But he couldn’t help it. He just wanted to see you. And make sure you finally ate something.
So now he’s standing on your doorstep, awkwardly shifting from foot to foot, holding bags full of treats. He didn’t say he missed you. He simply bought everything he thought you might want.













