Neon Nights

She looked over at him.

"I don't blame you," she commented, nudging him gently with her shoulder. "It's been a long day."

 

She smiled slightly, the corner of her clear, grey eyes crinkling as she considered him.

"Me too," she replied playfully. She settled back on the couch, pausing for a minute before speaking.

"You're... you're doing really good things, Abel. Do you know that? You're a really good guy."

 

Her shoulders shook when she laughed and she looked over at him.

"I'm trying to have a moment here."

 

She huffed, rolling her eyes playfully.

"Nevermind. I take it back. You're actually a *squee!*ty person."

 

They relaxed in comfortable silence for a moment before she stood up.

"You hungry?"

 

She went over to the fridge and clicked her tongue thoughtfully before beginning to pull out ingredients.

 

"Soup," she said. "And we can have it with some sourdough. I picked a loaf up from the store."

 

"Right?" she replied agreeably, beginning to peel a few carrots.

 

She glanced over at him.

"How much sleep did you get last night?"

 

"Take a nap," she suggested. "I'll wake you when the food is ready."