Literature
Crazy Little Thing called Love
The shopping mall was unsurprisingly packed with people during this Saturday afternoon. Every store was filled with people chatting and laughing and purchasing their favorite items. Parsley and Basil sat at a small two-person table at the food court, sharing a plate of orange chicken, vegetable stir fry, and fried rice. This particular date was in celebration of their four-month anniversary, and the both of them were very excited to have made it this far in their relationship.
“So,” Basil said as he stabbed another piece of chicken with his plastic fork. “What made you want to come to the mall for our date?”