** her laugh made foggy laugh back and he wandered back slowly, picking up one of the small cubes of chalk he kept hidden around the store, chiefly for moments like this. he leant down and measured across the width of the sheet he was supposed to cut down for an online order coming in to pick up later that afternoon. hefting it up, he pulled it with him back to the counter and marked out the chalk lines in pen whilst he pretends he can't see her pretending not to look at him.
the clerk's eyebrows shot up at her invitation and he clasped his hands over his chest in mock surprise. foggy grinned and slid the candy back, but not before scrawling his number on the wrapped in thick black letters, ' text me your address, I'll be there, and I will bring the best cinnamon rolls you have ever tasted in your life. '
— @hclywtrs : continued from here !











