M ａｒｒｙ  M ｅ~

 

 

Let's go get something to drink. My treat. He says.

You're treat? Sure. She grins.

 

You seem to be looking different now-a-days. He asks.

Why? Trying to say I'm ugly? She teases.

If you think so, sure. He says bluntly.

Dummy. She laughs.

 

Hurry and drink your coffee. He sputters.

Why? She ponders.

Just do it. He demands.

Tch. She ignores.

 

It's been four hours. He says boredly.

So. She shrugs.

You're not done with your drink yet. He sighs.

So. She challanges.

Idiot. He groans.

 

Yah! She gasps.

About time. He irked.

Stupid, dumb . She sniffed.

What? He questioned.

Who would want to marry you? She guffawed.

Jerk. He huffed.

Just playing. She joked.

Answer it already. Irritated.

Naah. She giggled.

I'm leaving. Impatient.

Wait. She snickered.

Go on. He waited.

Yes. She breathed.

 

Ow! What was that for?! She whined.

You deserve it for making me wait. He chucked.

Ow! What was that for?! Aggravated.

You deserve it. She snorted.

You know I love you. He cooed.

Tch, yeah. My . She chortled.

Your is mine now. He grinned.

ert! She blushed.

Aha, happy valentine's day, love. He snuggled.

Mhm. You too, y boy. She smiled.