"So you've literally never played basketball before" I hum following Scott round the store as he pushes the trolley. I take it upon me to fill the trolley up."I've never needed it to" he shrugs and stop when I pause to carry a jar of Mayonnaise from the shelve. We'll need this for making New Years dishes and salads."Wait! Tell me how your highschool days were like?" I ask. We've never really talked about this stuffs but everyday, I leaned new things about Scott. He's like an atlas full of wonders. I can't get enough of knowing him. Each time I think I do, he surprises me."Nothing much. Went to school, failed my tests lots of times, fooled around and got lots of tattooes"I smile, trailing my finger up the rose on his arm. "I love them""What?""You're tattoos. It's like who you are, poured out in ink" I giggle. We move on through the store again, Scott had a really char
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