Keys?

Check.

Handbag?

Check.

A satisfied smile forms as I step out of my apartment, headphones in. The breeze from the cars passing by blows on my bare skin. I can hear the birds chirping in the background of my music.

Goosebumps trails my jaw to my heart when pink walls appears from the corner of the side walk. Twisting the doorknob, the ringing bell indicates my presence which is greeted by a familiar man.

"Lily" he adresses in a manner tone yet amusement in hidden behind his lips.

"Alexander" I match his tone and this time, his mouth turns upwards letting himself expose the beautiful smile he has.

I pass by him and turn around the store, eyeing the different variations of candies that are set on colourful designs.

"Ah Ha" I exclaim when the astounding round table comes in view. My fingers pushes it slightly making it play a whimsical sound as my eyes scan the sugars.

Alexander lets out a laughing breath that tickles my neck from behind. "Are you ever going to explore the other settings?"

I remove the paper from a strawberry lollipop, suck on it and take it out making a pop sound. "Nope"

He smiles like a proud man and shakes his head lightly. "Of course"

I return the smile with my eyes squinting tight as happiness takes over me. I already know what i’m here for but staying here a couple of more minutes is totally fine by me.

As my friend goes to serve customers at the cashier, I decide to take after all the offer and discover the whole shop. Looking down at my feet, I frown but can’t help but giggle.

"Hey! Your floor is all made of candy" I call out to Alexander.

He makes his way towards me with a pout on his face.

"What?" I ask.

"You come here everyday yet you’ve never noticed this?"

My eyes widen and I clear my throat, trying to find an excuse. "Um- no, you see i’m only focused on the round table"

The smell of fresh air mixed with sea flows through my nostrils as I focus on the steps coming near me.

"I find that completely bullshit"

I place my hands on both of my hips and tilts my head. "And why is that?"

"You come here everyday for 2 years now yet never take interest in anything else than that table that’s the nearest me" He says in a low tone, the fabric of his shirt scratching mine.

I gulp, unable to move or to say something.

"I’m starting to think there’s another reason why you love this store so much"

Fuck.