Trina frowns at the sound of all those calories for dinner as Will's arm
goes around her waist. That night up at the lodge had been good, and she
shifts around towards him and puts her hands on his shoulders because,
well, she likes being close to him.
"Maybe salad," she ponders returning his smile, peering up at him. He looks
a bit lighter today, and she hopes that's a good thing. She has hated to
see Will so down. It just didn't seem right. He's always so happy and
charming, and she had wished she could cheer him up. "When did you learn to
cook?" She asks instead of how he is, pulling him gently down by the neck
to draw him closer. "I also can't promise there is anything to cook said
steaks in but have at it."
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Date: 2015-01-27 09:39 pm (UTC)Trina frowns at the sound of all those calories for dinner as Will's arm goes around her waist. That night up at the lodge had been good, and she shifts around towards him and puts her hands on his shoulders because, well, she likes being close to him.
"Maybe salad," she ponders returning his smile, peering up at him. He looks a bit lighter today, and she hopes that's a good thing. She has hated to see Will so down. It just didn't seem right. He's always so happy and charming, and she had wished she could cheer him up. "When did you learn to cook?" She asks instead of how he is, pulling him gently down by the neck to draw him closer. "I also can't promise there is anything to cook said steaks in but have at it."