like any normal tuesday night, you were shopping for groceries. suddenly, a handsome man randomly comes up to you.

"have you ever had these?" you hear a sweet voice, turning your head, delayed, to see a man holding a bag of green grapes.

"have i ever had grapes?” you ask, confused but your lips hold a small smile.

"no." he smiled and laughed, a charming one at that. "cotton candy grapes. they taste just like them, i'm not kidding."

"really?"

"yeah. i told my sister and my niece and they're like 'no way fuck you', so i'm getting them on my way over there."

"your niece said fuck you?" you chuckle, and your eyes widen, a bit baffled by this random conversation.

"yeah, four year olds are crazy." he paused, still smiling, before speaking again. "alright, i can tell you don't believe me so.." he opened the grape bag. "you're gonna have to try one." he held out the bag, motioning for you to try one, while he eats one himself. i don't want you leaving here thinking i'm a weirdo."

you reach in and try a grape, agreeing with him that they sort of do taste like cotton candy.

"do you live around here? because i live on aisle six. i just come to the fruit section to talk to random good-looking people that stand near it."

you tilt your head, a bit confused and oddly flattered. his eyes fill with embarrassment. "that was terrible." he says, giving you an awkward smile.