Harris set his phone back in his pocket as she called out, looking over at her and smiling in a friendly way.
He waved back with the hand holding the plastic bag, and headed over to her.
“Hey Hilly, nice ta finally see ya in person.”
The giant of a man leaned down a bit so they were closer to being eye to eye.
“I hope vanilla is alright, here,”
He held out the cake to her, balancing it on his palm.
“Oh! I also picked up these fer ya, I hope the colors are alright.”
The plastic bag was held out to her as well.
Hilly was surprised as the gifts were offered up to her, but she sure as hell wasn’t going to turn them down! She looped her wrist through the bag holding the nail polish, so both her hands would he free to hold the cake.
She’d need them both, since her hands were so much smaller than Harris’s.
“Well, geeze! I didn’t know you’d bring the whole five ‘n dime!! C'mon in, sweetheart!”
Hilly laughed through a beaming smile, ushering Harris inside. Her apartment was small, but cozy, in perhaps a bit of a cluttered way. The pitcher of margarita sat on her counter, refreshing and green against the summer heat. The second he was sat down, she brought it to him with a slice of the cake.
Her own hands were busy with a manicure kit, and the bottle of rose red nail polish.
“You can eat one-handed, ayuh? You ever had your nails done, honey?”
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