Fall leaves are red, blue is the sea
Like a child isn't how you should be treating me!
"I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING FEELING LIKE-" I woke up in the morning to that song, but I never heard my favorite part due to the fact that my phone was brutally murdered. I rolled outta bed, hit the carpeted floor with a big thump and crawled over to the love of my life, who was lying all broken and smashed.
"How could you, you monster!!!" I turned my attention to Sal, who is, may I add, looking incredibly ridiculous with bed hair. "You killed the love of my life! It's okay baby, I got you," I started to hyperventilate. "Quick, call cell service, it's an emergency!"
"Damn, Sunshine, SHUT UP!!!" I swiveled on my toes and fell on my butt, still cradling my poor, innocent phone.
"Excuuuuuuse me?!" I did the whole neck roll and the sassy hands-on-your-hip thing. And I was sitting on the floor. I know. I'm boss. "You're the one who likes to murder innocent souls without a purpose! I mean, what did Celly ever do to you?!"
He looked at me as if I had grown two antlers and finished doing the salsa dance while making salsa. "Celly, was singing waaaaaay too loud for my liking. So I shut her up as effectively as I could," He was taking the death of my precious way to lightly.
"You're buying me a new phone...and new clothes," He stops mid yawn, "What? Like I said, you didn't exactly give me time to pack. And I'm not wearing the same clothes everyday. Not happening. I mean, look at this," I point to my favorite shirt, "It's so two days ago!!!"
Sal lets out a loud groan, "You're one of those girls?"
"Course not, but I figured that would annoy you."
"Why did it have to be you?! It doesn't even help that you're good looking!!!" I blinked at his hidden compliment. And of course being me, I decided to call him out on it.
"Awwwww, you think I'm hot? Don't worry, you're not alone in that," I was enjoying myself. A lot. I mean, you should've seen the look on his face. Priceless!!!
"Shut up and get dressed, Sunny!" I raised my eyebrows and cross my arms, "Ohhhhhh, right. We'll go out for breakfast and then grab you a few stuff."
My face lit up, "Aw, look at you caring and stuff. Did you at least pack a spare toothbrush for me? Oh, and only my friends call me Sunny. Which means you can't!"
"Of course I did and I figured out that you would need a hair brush too. I'm gonna call you Sunny just to annoy you now," Oh, I did not think that through. Should have done that whole reverse psychology thingamabober.
"Give them to me, oh slave," I dramatically tossed my head up, close my eyes, and threw out my hands.
"You do realize that I kidnapped you, right? I'm getting tired of reminding you. Who needs to be reminded that they're kidnapped?!" He mutters and digs around in a small backpack and tosses my necessities to me, "And don't take forever!" He calls after me.
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"Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh, oh, I like that one! I LIKE THAT ONE!!!" I declare and thrust all of my bags (which weren't that many considering the small backpack) into the hands of Sal, before running towards a gorgeous light blue dress. It's simple with about a two finger strap on each shoulder, a square neck that ends in a little curve at the tip of the neck (A/N: on the side).
"Oh, that is pretty. But that's the only dress you can have because of the backpack and- what am I saying- YOU'RE KIDNAPPED!!!" An old lady who seemed to be shopping with her granddaughter looked at Sal a little oddly. He saw that, and scratched the back of his neck, "I-in the game we're playing. Um, uh, I kidnapped you and until you escape, you have to do what I say. Um, remember?" His dark eyes were pleading with me.
"I'm not six. Ohhhh shiny!" I saw a really pretty necklace. I grab it excitedly and turn around in time to see Sal run a hand down his face and look at the ceiling. I looked up too.
"The chandelier is really pretty isn't it," I whispered.
Sal started laughing, " Yes, it's gorgeous. Now are you sure about the dress?" I nod, eagerly, "Okay, let's go pay."
"By 'we' you mean 'you', right?"
"Yes, yes, I mean me."
"Okay, just making sure we were on the same page," He laughed again and started walking to the counter, with me happily skipping behind him.
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