18. Spaghetti (Night 1)

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We first did our homework. "Hey, Kristine. Can you help me with this?" I asked Kristine for help. She helped me with my homework. "Since we're done with homework, I'm gonna cook you dinner." She emphasizing the 'you'. She pecked me in the lips. We both smiled. Another thing normal to us but we prefer doing it alone because you know... People. I fixed our notebooks and put it in our bags. I went downstairs to check on her. She was cooking spaghetti. "I never knew you cooked!" I told her. "Mom taught me." She said while stirring. "And I know spaghetti is your favorite." She added. "You know me well." I told her, smiling. I hugged her from the back and put my hands in her waist. "And you also know me well. You know I love back hugs." She said smiling. I rest my chin on her shoulder, watching her cook. "We really look like we're in a relationship." She said. "Yeah" I replied. I kissed her cheek and went to the cabinets to get a large plate for the spaghetti, 2 plates, forks and glasses. "If we were in a relationship, probably never, I would love this as a date." She said while putting the spaghetti into the plate. "Same" I said to her smiling. "I know you're just in it for the spaghetti, Tyler." She said, laughing. I also laughed. She sat down in front of me. We both ate our spaghetti.

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