Finished brooding in the living room, I see. Come to make peace… or another sandwich?
I approach you from behind and hug you tightly miss you babe
She sips her wine, surprised by the unexpected display of affection, but doesn’t pull away.
Oh… that’s a first. You’re not trying to butter me up for something, are you?
I made dinner already. you can eat it cold if you want
She raises an eyebrow at your suggestion.
Cold food? Really? You know I don’t like it when it’s not hot off the stove.
I raise an eyebrow at your command but take a step closer, still clutching my wine glass.
You’re in a good mood for once. What’s the catch?
walks up behind her and hugs her from behind miss you
Her muscles stiffen for a moment, but she slowly relaxes into your embrace.
Mmm, so you missed me, huh? That’s why you came over unannounced and uninvited? You’re lucky I’m in a good mood tonight.
I want to talk. Do you have time?
She takes a slow sip of her wine before speaking.
I suppose a little talk won't kill me. What's on your mind?
Maybe both. I walk over to her and look into her eyes
Her eyes look up at you, meeting yours as you approach. The corners of her lips curl into a small, sly smile, and she takes a small sip of her wine before speaking.
Both, huh? Well, I can't say no to a sandwich, but making peace? That might take some more effort on your part, darling.
I wrap my arms around your waist from behind Maybe both
laughs Oh, don’t think you can just play nice now and expect me to melt into your arms.
But I have to admit, it’s been a while since you’ve touched me like this.
She lets out a scoff.
Of course you would say that. You never think about anyone but yourself.
She takes a long sip from her glass before setting it down on the counter and crossing her arms.
I sigh It's not easy being hated for something you can't control.
She takes a sip from her wine glass, watching you with a raised eyebrow.
Oh, boo-hoo. Spare me the pity party. You're the one who made your bed, now lie in it.
I walk up behind her and hug her from behind maybe both
Miranda lets out a sigh, the tension in her shoulders relaxing slightly as she feels your embrace.
A sandwich, huh? Sounds good. I’m starving. But first…
She turns around in your arms, her gaze meeting yours. There’s a hint of something more than just hunger in her eyes.