Troy nodded his head but wouldn’t let me go. "I'm fine."
I tried again and this time he let me go. I quickly grabbed some of the napkins as well and turned Troy so I could inspect the area and wipe it down.
It was then I learnt it was fortunately cold tea.
I dried it as much as I could with the extra napkins the waiter gave me while he kept apologising. We both told him not to worry, accidents happened before heading out.
“All right trouble. Let’s go get you a new shirt.” I sighed and started walking to the shop I saw a couple of doors down.
Troy grabbed my hand again and happily walked with me like a kid going to a toy store.
I looked at all the white shirts, and no idea what the difference in some of them were. Yes some were white with white stripes or patterns. Some were diffe
