something something mango juice dripping down my hands and off my elbows, slurping ripe flesh off skin and giggling at each other, scooping cubes into a bowl……… IM TELLING THIS POORLY!
what i wanted to say is: this is a memory i will hold fondly: texting joo the night before to ask her if she eats mangoes and telling her that i was gonna buy fruits before going to studio the next day. her asking me “are u proposing to me” (i laughed). going to the fruit stall i always go to after i visit the temple, being worried that the mangoes didn’t feel as sweet and ripe as they were a couple days ago, trying to pick out a couple that smelled the best in spite of this, eventually settling on two that felt a little riper, smelled a little sweeter… texting joo on my way to the studio n telling her that the selection wasn’t great today but i did my best n hopefully they’d be good, and her saying she fought with her mom before she left the house, me trying to reply reassuringly and tell her: its okay, i will cut fruit for u and we will be ok ❤️ reaching studio, doing an atrocious job of cutting the first mango, scooping out a spoonful to feed to her, seeing her shock n delight n joy at how sweet the mango was (success!) and then her consequent shock (neg) at how awfully i was cutting the mango 😭 her taking over the fruit cutting as i scooped the cut mango into a bowl to place in the freezer, both of us making a mess bc of how ripe the mangoes were, juice dripping all over the place (and ourselves), …. placing the cut mango into the freezer and then the both of us standing over the sink/cutting board sucking the remnants of ripe ripe ripe mango flesh off the seeds and skin, giggling to each other at the mess, patting ourselves on the back for not wasting any of the delicious mango…..
love can be so easy! let me share ripe fruit with u. ❤️
05.12.24