We sat there, and each ate two cupcakes, passing the jug of milk back and forth like it was a 40, and I couldn't have been more at peace. There was nowhere else I'd have rather been then right there with her, doing the most lowkey shit ever. "Alright," she turned to me once the cupcakes and milk were gone. "This cuddling…" "Yes, ma'am?" she could say whatever she wanted; my night was already.
Ugh 😩 🥰❤️
