Merci buckets / Hawkguy
No, there wasn't really anything to figure out. Once they had put it out there that they liked each other -- like liked each other -- there wasn't really anything else to have to come to understand. It was simple, and that was amazing. They liked each other, they wanted to be together, so they were. Everything else from there had kind of just happened, and it was incredible. The falling in love part, yeah, that was the best.
So was kissing, but it was true, they did that a lot. A lot. Going out to a party wasn't such a common occurrence so they probably should partake in the festivities, no matter how tempting it might be.
"Yeah," he said. "Let's have a drink. Lucky seems otherwise occupied." What a good dog. The best boy. Because Katherine Hepburn was a good dog and the best girl. "And pizza. Parker knows his shit about New York pizza." He resisted the urge for another kiss just to stay focused but damn, it was kinda hard. "What are you drinking tonight?"