after awhile, millie hadn't stopped counting down time. there was around 4 days left.
"millie you should probably get your stuff ready, i will too." she nodded, packing things.
"my mom is out of the hospital now, she told me whenever i'm ready, she is. also, i told her about you. she said she'd love to have you stay at our house." i smiled widely as she said that.
"you know i'm the luckiest girl in the world, right?" she asked.
"yeah, i know, mills. i'm probably the luckiest guy in the world, too, you know?" she smiled at me as i said those words.
she began to sing poppy songs at the top of her lungs. "oLD SUITCASEEEE CLEAN GETAWAYYY." i laughed, singing the next verse.
once the song was over, we laid on the couch, tired as ever.
"finn, i'm so glad you won't have to leave me, which means, 4 days til we leave. together." she gripped my hand and swung them back and forth.
"yeah, i wouldn't go to spain if you weren't there." i finished, rubbing the back of my neck and blushing.
"finn, aren't you sweet?" she booped my nose. i laughed.
"finn, you know that you're sweet, why can't you see it for yourself?" she locked our hands together.
"maybe i can."
"you're an idiot, finn, but you best be lucky that i love idiots."
"wait it's a plural now?"
"you know what i meant, foxsoft."