“Your onion goggles.” He gestures haphazardly at the swimming goggles charm, then at the yellow slice of pie. “Mimi’s famous key lime pie.” Oh. My. God. This man is the most adorable human to ever walk this earth, I’m sure of it. Jaxon clicks out a beat with his tongue, clapping his fist into his opposite hand. “Anyway, your old Crocs are falling apart, so.” “You hate my Crocs.” “They’re ugly.” He points at the pair in my hands. “Those ones, though? Those are dope as fuck. Can’t believe I just found ’em at the grocery store.”
