Val got home late that evening, sighing as she rested her bag on the table. * * * "This is how I normally eat it!"
Landon came home awhile later, looking tired as he set down the camera gear by the door. *** "Hmph. Then I'll eat it like that too."
His eyes brightened when he saw her. "Val! I'm home!" *** She folded hers in half, continuing to eat it.
She beamed, coming over to him and wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. "How was work?" * * * "Well done, young padawan."
He rubbed the back of his neck. "Long.. But it's done now." *** She chuckled, her eyes bright as she sat back.
He kissed her cheek. "What are you making?" *** "Not in the long run," she replied, starting her second.
"Pasta," she said, glancing back at it sheepishly. "I'm sorry. It's not very exciting." * * * "Uh huh. Just wait."