Day 25 - A new routine

M. Troll was, of course, a bit sad his salad had to go back home, but he was now looking at life with happiness and hope in the future. He now had a real future and projects to come. The first one, of course, was to buy a plane ticket to Paris to surprise his beloved salad.
He wondered if he should book a room in a hotel or not.
He casually asked (or thought he did it casually, at least) his salad through their favorite mean of communication, Hangout, when she would be available if he ever was to come, maybe maybe maybe, someday to Paris.

When the salad squeaked happily that he was welcome anytime, he understood his approach hadn't been stealthy at all.
Still, he asked his confused boss for vacations again and booked the tickets. He was to arrive the 23rd and to fly back the 31st of December.

When one of his colleagues asked his boss if that wasn't a lot of vacations at once and if M. Troll really had that many vacation days, the boss just shrugged. He said that this charming M. Troll had so much happiness in him, who could resist him?

"Trollet mitt!" squeaked the salad happily when M. Troll told her the good news. "I can't wait to have you here!"

With everything planned, M. Troll had the feeling it was one of his best Mondays. He also realized his luggage wasn't big enough for this duration and went to borrow their blue luggage to his parents.
They were stunned at learning their son liked someone and was ready to go to Paris to visit her. But more than that, they were super happy for him, because they knew he deserved the best in life.

All that happiness helped M. Troll to have nice dreams all night.

Will he eat smelly cheese? Will he book a hotel?
Stay tuned! :D