Amongst The Snobbery Lies The Fanboys, In Mint Condition, Too.
Amongst The Snobbery Lies The Fanboys, In Mint Condition, Too.
Day 182 of The Andie Chronicles
"What do you normally buy here?"
Cooper and I danced across the walkway and into the Camberwell market. We hadn't slept much, but we were surging with adrenaline like the sex-crazed couple we were.
I figured we needed the fresh air to do something besides rolling around in bed for the whole weekend. Yet, once we left the hotel, I instantly regretted it. As much as I loved the market, I loved sleeping with him more.
"Um, well, it's a second-hand market, so I usually hunt for a few little things. Garfield books. Antiques to give to Barbie, James' mum. Oh, and there is the florist, too; I normally pick up a bunch of flowers before I leave."
We walked down the first alley of store holders. The market was divided into four rows, with vendors snaking around the top. Each stall was covered with knick-knacks, racks of clothes or car boot fulls of old treasures.
I watched as Cooper pointed out things that reminded him of childhood, and I marvelled at how much we had in common. Being so close in age, it wasn't any surprise.
Coming upon a stall full of collectables, Cooper stopped to thumb through some comics.
I smiled at the man behind the booth; he was wearing a Superman hoodie with a matching beanie. I couldn't garner his attention for the life of me, though. He was too fixed on watching Cooper.
Though this man didn't look judgemental, I didn't exactly like how he disapproved of my man. Though Cooper didn't look like the quintessential rich guy, you couldn't let his looks fool you.
He wasn't going to steal anything, I said to myself. How dare this person think that's what he was going to do?
I moved closer to Cooper and went to take his hand and away from the stall. But as I did, Superman put his hand out to stop Cooper from taking another step.
"Man, I'm so sorry to do this, but do you think I could get a photo with you? I'm such a big fan."
As he delivered his question, he pulled up his hoodie to show the t-shirt underneath. There was Cooper's face on this man's chest, holding two title belts, with cartoon snakes coming from his chest, forming a pattern behind his figure. My wrestler was on a stranger's chest in the middle of Camberwell, surrounded by spoiled private school kids.
"Sure, dude."
As they posed for a selfie, I noticed a stack of figurines on the table. Some were still in their box. And, in the centre of the pile sat Cooper, a figure of him as the champion from his international days.
I ran my hands over the plastic down to where he was trapped inside by the box. I held it to my chest, turned to Superman, and asked, "Can I buy this, please?"
"No, no, please take it on the house. Anything for Crusher. Enjoy, man."
Cooper smiled before high-fiving Superman. "You're a champ, thank you."
As we wandered away, Cooper took the box from my grasp and studied it.
"Wow, I haven't seen this one before. Gees, I look so young."
You’re reading The Andie Chronicles, the 2023 romance-fiction series from the 1 Lovelock Drive (1LD) universe.
By the way, this all started when Andie turned thirty-five, and her then-boyfriend didn’t call her.
Or the day after that.
Or the day after that, too.
Everything started to unravel when her BFFs got into bed with her ex, too… ⬇️ ⬇️ ⬇️
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