When we got home I found that Brooke had her own surprise planned for me after my spur-of-the-moment surprise breakfast that morning.
I had no idea when she had been able to get away to buy things without me knowing, but she pulled out a small dark blue box from the cupboard beside the fridge and waved it at me enthusiastically as if I should instinctively be super excited about whatever it contained.
She put the box down, and before I could see what was in it she had pulled out another box - this one was red.
“I wasn’t sure if you liked sweet or salty, so I got both.”
Popcorn. It was a cute idea, and it was really nice of her to do something as silly as buying two kinds of popcorn to make sure I had something I liked.
“Either is fine,” I smiled, dropping my bag on the floor by the do
