He honestly had doubts about her coming out initially, though the responses and replies were more positive then negative, no firm answers were given. He was prepared for the worst but kept faith.
The night before the thought, "It'd be nice to receive anything from her, hand-made would be BEST, a card made from toilet roll or a bookmark..." He smile and went to bed.
Morning came, he drop a text just to be sure that she is indeed meeting him. Took her quite awhile to reply and he was already flustered and pessimistic about what will be going on.
The phone vibrated first, with the ringtone of the goddess singing. It read, "About to? Woops!" It's been awhile since he felt this much happiness, what was felt from that queasy part of the stomach suddenly was ravage by the indescribable burst of bliss within which way surpass whatever was written on his face.
They met . . .
He couldn't help but just pass her the gift because he had no place to hide them anymore (Most boys hate carrying bags and stuff so...) and she immediately took out something for him too! Though he wasn't expecting anything and her presence would definitely be suffice as always STILL everyone loves receiving a gift.
It was a pack of self-made cookies, by her
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He thought to himself...
Somehow, some way or another, she was able to "come out" with the simplest things in life that I've always wanted. I never once doubt what I see in her and I guess I've just fallen way way deeper.
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