Well, that interview went swimmingly. I unlocked the door, threw the keys, not much caring where they went, and sat down on the couch gaining a loud wailing in protest from the springs.
"Ethan?" i rolled my eyes, i didn't want to have to tell you about today. about the ink incident. About any of it.
"Hey beautiful." I pulled you into my lap as you sat down. You smiled up at me. Your hair a mess, your eyes shinning, a brilliant mood. That was an acceptable reason to hold off telling you. I started playing with a stray strand of your hair and you gave me a puzzled look. I was just hoping you wouldn't ask about it. I should really realize you like to know things the second they happen, you were probably expecting me to text you during it, but i was a bit busy spilling ink on the woman i was hoping to make my boss.
"Ethan? How'd it go? Did you get the job." I slowly shook my head.
"I did not get the job, i can tell you that. I spilt ink all over the interviewer. I went to shake her hand and she had this open jar of ink on her desk, it got all over her white shirt and i tried to run out the door to get paper towels. i tripped over a chair, fell backwards, and knocked a shelf down. A bunch of little glass ornament thingys came crashing down on my head. Which in my defense shouldn't have been there. At that point she called security and these big brutes came in, picked me up, and tossed me out the door. None to gently." You started laughing.
"It's not funny." I sounded like a five year old.
"Oh, but it is funny Ethan. I knew you'd do something like that and come home sulking."
"I'm not sulking."
"Oh yes, you are."
"Fine think whatever you want. I'm going upstairs."
"Get dressed while you're at it."
"Why?"
"i said I knew you'd come home pouting, I've got a surprise for you." I grumbled and tugged up the stairs. I got in the shower and did a quick once-over and jumped out. I walked into the closet, unsure of what to change into. I wasn't going to put that stupid suit and tie thing back on, but, like you always do, you walked in at just the right moment.
"Hello sexy." I heard your voice behind me and i felt your hand on my back. I turned around and grabbed you around the waste. You went to kiss me so I turned my back to you and i swear, i could feel you pouting from behind me. I laughed and i could feel you mentally cursing my soul. I only had a towel around my waist, so I knew what you were hoping.
"what do I wear?" I called to you from the closet because you had gone and sat on the bed.
"anything" you responded, happy again, so I threw on a black shirt with black jeans.
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"smith family" you told the waiter who smiled and showed us to a table in the back.
