"Not a pain in the ass exactly, just a kitten," she shrugged, supposing they could be one and the same. "You sure you don't mind a romantic-comedy? I just need something fluffy I think," spending more and more of her time planning weddings had seemed to get to her.
Cho gladly accepted a glass of wine from him and made her way to her larger couch and sat down with a confused frown, tucking her feet beneath her and pulling a pillow to her lap. "Not much new, but I think I'm in a funk." She didn't know how to describe it, especially without sounding like a mental case.