Aug 05, 2011 16:54
I wasn't feeling my best last week (girl time, you get the idea).
When we were 18, if he found out that it was my time of the month, he would drop by my house with a container of ice cream. He knew that dairy goodness always made me feel better.
Imagine my surprise when he showed up at our apartment during lunchtime, with a tub of ice cream on hand. Right after that, he headed back to class.
To go out of his way for me during a short lunch break, I gotta admit, it still makes me feel warm and squishy.