"Nate," she repeated with a nod as she toyed with the bracelet again. "I mean, I told you how we got into it in the middle of the mall. Yelling, having a fit, people staring because we wouldn't stop fighting... and then he went back and got it for me. He just.. I don't even know. It's insane."
Curling up on the sofa, Marlene tucked her legs underneath her, hugging a pillow to her chest as she (unsuccessfully) attempted to keep that familiar silly grin off of her face. You know, the one that threatened to appear any time that the topic of Troy so happened to come up.
... could you really blame a girl, though? She'd found, literally, Mr. Perfect! Not just Mr. Perfect for her, oh no. But the perfect, romantic, sweet sort of guy. "He did!" She said with an eager nod and a small squeal. "And tickets to see this show I love and this spa set and..." She let out a sigh and smiled. "He's thinking about applying to Northwestern. Moving here. He's working on an application for their med school because... because he wants to be closer to his family." A pause. "But his main reason for it is me."