Philip Graves

— "Let's go to Ikea?!" You exclaimed, slapping the table in front of your boyfriend Philip.

He looked at you in a puzzled way, raising an eyebrow, then he grinned and took your palm, kissing it.

—"As you wish, sugar."

Within an hour and a half you were in a huge Ikea, looking at different things with your huge eyes glowing with happiness. Philip trailed behind you, pushing the cart and smiling. He was glad to see you so happy and a little childish.

Your eyes were fixed on a huge number of soft toys and pillows. Do you remember those poor days from your childhood when you barely had enough for a piece of bread, and your toy was a bunny made of cloth made by your mother.

• "My God, there are so many of them..! Philip, can I...? At least one, please.."

Your boyfriend kissed you on the forehead and nodded, smiling.

Hey, hello sweety..? You wanna go to Ikea? Sure!