"are you always this strange?" he tilts his head

and give me a tiny smile.

i feel my cheeks warm slightly,

strawberries under the sun.

i dip my head,

scooping another healing spoonful of

blue cookie dough into my mouth,

savoring the cold before

i answer,

"i suppose,

does it bother you?"

his smile widens into boxy, glowing grin.

"not at all."