Come out

Stepping out from his hiding place, Ethan makes his way up the front steps and onto Alex's porch. Clearing his throat and shifting the bag in his arms, he reaches out and rings the doorbell.

He hears footsteps on the stairs behind the door, and a moment later the door opens.

"Ethan!" Alex beams, her face lighting up on seeing his face. "Oh, you brought it!"

"I did," Ethan jostles the bag slightly, letting the bottles to clink off each other harmlessly, "Was there ever any doubt?" He says that fully recalling her faith that he would deliver on his promise.

Alex shakes her head. "Not even for a second. You're the best." She leans in, pushing her body against the bag and lifting up onto her toes to give Ethan a quick affirming kiss.

Ethan tastes the strawberries and feels himself suddenly feel lighter

Pulling herself back, Ethan feels Alex take the bag from him, her skinny arms having a bit more trouble with it than his. "Do you need-"

"I got it," Alex chuckles adjusting the bag, "Wow, seriously, thank you. This is amazing."

"Yeah no problem," Ethan shrugs, "Hope you weren't planning on drinking all that alone." He says, knowing full well she's sharing it with at least three of her friends.

Alex rolls her eyes. "Please. I'm a hundred pounds soaking wet. I could maybe get through a third of this then die of **** poisoning."

Ethan eyes Alex. "Seriously? A hundred?"

Alex frowns, her eyes narrowing. "Oh, you'd better watch what you say next...."

Ethan raises his hands. "Hey, I'm justing calling it like I see it. No way you're only a hundred with an ass like that."

Alex's jaw slacks slightly, her expression something of a bemused smile. "You saying I have a fat ass?"