❝ hey, chloe! come out here a sec’! ❞ she calls from her place in the kitchen after stowing away the rest of the groceries, unsure of her girlfriend’s current location in the apartment and not quite wanting to look for her. she waits, setting her phone down, and grinning slightly at the object in her hands. she’d seen it on social media for years but never had a chance to partake in the little game . . . so what better way to celebrate the day than with chloe ?? the answer: there is none !!
as soon as chloe appears in the kitchen, max dangles a stick of pocky in the air. suddenly, she’s feeling a bit . . . sheepish, about being so forward, but she’s come this far and chloe definitely won’t let her live it down if she backs out now. so she won’t.
❝ sooo . . . it’s pocky day. ❞ she smiles a bit, a faint red coloring her cheeks, ❝ and i just happened to get some at the store. how ‘bout it? you up for a little round of the pocky game? ❞
♥ || @morphoric