The Scam Called Love
he added, pulling two cinema tickets from his pocket and waving them in front of me.
“Tickets to Final Destination?”
“Whaaaaaat!” I squealed, my excitement echoing through the store.
“Shh, shh,” he quickly covered my mouth.
We exchanged glances, noticing the annoyed stares directed our way.
Idris hurriedly apologized, paid for the necklace, and we ran out of the store, laughter spilling from us.
“Why are you so loud?” he chuckled.
I bounced with joy, having been eagerly anticipating the latest Final Destination for what felt like ages.
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