"So you want it when it's cool so I can cuddle up to you while we watch and share popcorn, huh." She grinned. "Will you sing along?"

I heard it was good. We should do a movie night.

You could wear a cape with your formal uniform. Though I was thinking a beach wedding.

...I've never heard it.

Kisses him stupid. "I love you so much"

She chuckled. She had started collecting folktale collections from Altissia and Tenebrae. But this book was special.

"Not really. They show me how people viewed the world. This one is special though. Uncle Rowan got this one made for me. Most are Lycaon folktales."

((That said I've been a little swamped with work and an injury I'm in physical therapy for so that's a thing (smfh I'm so busy, I wanted a break after camp season was over)

"Morning, love. I'm reading a collection of Galahdan folktales."

She bit her lip before getting on her tip toes to murmur, "Make me," against his lips.

"Cash it is. And sure, but you break her, you pay to fix her."

She kissed him again, teasing smile on her face. She knows exactly what she's doing.

Because you don't like them? I just want you happy. If parties don't I can go by myself.

She snags his cigarette after he gets a drag to take one of her own. "Better yet: one party a month. Unless it's a party in Lestallum or with Hunters. We don't need fancy clothes with them."

She returns his cigarette and kisses him, just for the enjoyment of it.