We went out for McDonald's, as I got to choose and I had a serious craving. The menu was slightly different to in England and I could not help but wonder what a McGriddle was but as it was not breakfast I settled for a Big Mac. I swear though the size was different but that may have been psychological. Lucas promised to bring me back to try a McGriddle for breakfast one time and had the same as me. We sat and chatted, families and children running around and it felt so real in that moment. Not like this fairy tale that I had been living in this last month but like we really were a couple and this really was my life.
We walked back, hand in hand, still chatting away. We never struggled to find things to talk about, even if it was random things. I admitted my fascination for people watching
