Description
I forget there's a Trader Joe's here so almost never go, but had an impulse to today. After realizing it's a straight shot from my new place I walked into the buckets of peonies and chrysanthemums and vegan delights and felt like I was in heaven. Somewhere near the juice aisle, I heard your voice say, "It's so smooth"... about a type of alcohol I guessed. And when I saw you walk around the corner I stopped in my tracks and rubbernecked around to very blatantly check you out as you walked away. You had some kind of piercing, maybe a septum. Big, bold eyes. I spent the rest of my visit glancing nonchalantly down each aisle waiting to run into you again.
Discussion
By posting you agree to the Terms and Privacy Policy.