"baby, i have to pee." johnny pulls me next to a bench that's close to the men's bathroom at walmart. "bathrooms here, wait for me?"
"okay." i giggle. his hand slips out of mine as he disappears. i wait a few seconds before wondering off because i see a product on the nearby clearance rack. can't hurt, just to look. he'd find me and i'd be back soon enough.
'soon' turns to thirty minutes. and as i'm glancing at nail polish, a small bloop sound over the walmart intercom indicates an announcement.
"y/n y/l/n, please come to grocery side, your child is in isle four."
i break out into a laugh, setting the nail polish down and walking to isle four. i see johnny sitting on the bench, arms crossed and pouting. hard.
"you knew my phone died!" he huffed, poking his bottom lip out.
"sorry." i laughed, kissing the very tip of his nose, and helping him up.
no nut november.
