summer by the sea



“Dunno.” She concealed a smile.

“We have the choice of…tomato or cheese?” He prodded said tomato curiously, before deeming it to be acceptable, muttering under his breath.

Muffled snorts escaped her, watching him so evidently confused. She put a hand over her mouth. “A tomato?” she said, tone a little warped by the attempt to hold in her laughter.

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