Baby…I was talking about auditions. Taking dance classes, practicing. Everything.
We already talked about this honey… I-Yeah, no.
I’ll get myself ready for you. Ready so when you get home you can make love to me the moment you walk in the door. Oh god, honey… I can’t wait.
Did you figure out what you’re going to do yet?
There’s not much I can do… Yeah… Being a waiter doesn’t sound too bad.
How about I come home early and get on my bed in just one of your t-shirts? Hm, well, that definitely sounds good… Keep going?
Mm good. I can’t wait.
Me neither lover, me neither
After school….my room.
That’s not a how. That’s a when and a where.
I don’t care. I love you and I want us to be normal.
Then we will be. I promise it.
We can be like that. We’ll be jut like every other couple.
And if people judge?
Oh really? I might be able to help.
Mh… How exactly?
Hey don’t talk about my fiancé like that. I love you, too. I’d do anything for you as well. New York will be perfect.
My fiancé is too perfect to be true. And yes, yes it will be. As long as I get to kiss you and hold you anywhere would be perfect anyways.