Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2016 21:57:32 GMT -5
Noah got his iPod set out and put on a classical soundtrack. Classical music calmed him down. And he needed it after that horrible experience of serving the table of the spoiled child’s birthday party. It had been so bad that his supervisor told him to go home early as a reward for not lecturing the parents on how to raise a child. Seeing as that’s exactly what one of his coworkers did. That individual now had Noah’s closing shift.
Noah had no intention of resting with his new evening of freedom though. He didn’t even intend to study. He intended to prove to the world – but mostly to her – that chivalry was not dead and that he could and would be the best husband she’d ever known. So here he was on his way home from the grocery with heaping bags. Getting through the door was fun, but he managed. Then he clunked everything down and set to work. He got all the ingredients going then cooking then as hey cooked he cleaned everything and set out the candles he’d bought, but not lighting them yet. She wasn’t due home for a little while.
An hour and a half later the table was set with a red cloth and plates and silverware with the lasagna still in the oven just to keep it warm and his special recipe green beans with diced ham in a pot on the stove. He checked his watch. She should be here any time. He went to change into slacks and a button-up and then lit the candles and waited in anticipation.
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NOTES: commence the cute!
