I'm staring at the computer screen at work, glancing down to the bottom right corner every now and again to check the clock. All my neighbors are typing feverishly in their cubicles. I rummage mindlessly through my purse, hoping to find my chapstick. Instead I come across my birth control pack. 'Oh. I haven't taken this for a few days...' I finally find my chapstick. The peppermint oil starts to immediately soothe my lips and then I flashback.
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"What kind of gum is that?" I asked pointing to a tiny package on the dashboard of his car. We were on our way to dinner.
"Peppermint Trident, of course." He was smirking and looking at me out of the corner of his eye.
"Ew," I say. "Stride is the way to go, specifically spearmint. It lasts forever!"
This time, he turned fully to look at me, one hand still on the steering wheel. He was silent for a few seconds, then said, "You're weird." I smiled widely. "But I'm pretty weird myself," he said.
"And that's why I like you. We make quite the pair." I was laughing to myself and simply enjoying that moment being with him. We got out of the car and just stood for a moment, looking at each other. He took my hand and kissed me slowly in the parking lot. He tasted like peppermint and cigarettes. I used to hate peppermint.