Cravings
Sorry, I needed to write another one for Six Sentence Sundays
Emotion: Indecisive
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A whine falls from your lips as you and Tony walk around the farmers market, putting different types of fruits and vegetables in the little cart, trying to decide what you and your little boy are craving.
"Honey, I know I said I would buy this whole market for you if it meant you were finally satisfied with your cravings but I don't think we can eat all of this before it goes bad."
You mumble something about taking it to the Compound as you look around some more, squealing as you lead Tony towards the fudge stand.
You taste every sample, feeling content with each one but not knowing which one you should get as you look over to Tony, pouting again.
"Grab as much as you want, hon."
A smile creeps across his face as he watches your excitement about finally figuring out your craving and part of him is glad he doesn't have to buy the entire farmers market for you, just yet.