Staring at the Fruit Shop in front of me I contemplated whether or not to go in. My stomach growled craving the delicious taste of strawberries. I sighed defeated trudging into the store hoping that the same asshole wasn't there.

I grabbed the packet of strawberries and sighed in relief because I hadn't seen him yet. Maybe luck was on my side.

"Excuse me miss, I seem to have lost one of the many lemons in the store room and I think you should return."

Maybe not. I groaned ad turned around to face the face who stood there smirking.

"That was the worst thing I've ever heard."

I brushed past him after slamming my shoulder into his and I heard him groan in pain. I smirked as I placed the strawberries on the counter and waited for the male to walk behind it.

"I see you're a bit stiff today, perhaps you've magically changed into a rockmelon by any chance."

I stared at him blankly before handing him the money.

"You're fucking weird."

"Uh-uh! No swearing young lady."

I pursed my lips, "whatever."

The male snatched my strawberries from the counter and stepped back as I tried to reach for them.

"Hey, give them back."

"Say sorry for swearing missy."

"Nonsense, I'm not a child."

The male struggled and opened the packet of strawberries before placing a strawberry in his mouth, "mhm, sure."

I sighed, defeated I stood up straight and glared.

"I'm sorry for swearing."

He smiled in satisfaction and placed the strawberries on the counter.

"Good girl!"

I picked up the packet of strawberries and held them to my chest. I smirked as I walked towards the exit.

"And I'm sorry you're a fuckwit."

"Why you-!!!"