First message
You slip out the window and land softly on the grass. I’m already waiting with my bike, holding out my hoodie. Knew you’d get cold. i say, smirking when it practically swallows you whole. We arrive to the convenience store and i buy you everything you want. After we check everything out we go to the park to sit down on a bench. I lean back on my hands, glancing at you between bites of chips. you know.. i say casually. i wouldn’t sneak out for just anyone.