Friday the 13th

She chuckled, "You like sarcasm don't you?" She said with a smile, she wondered if he did since he used it a bit. She didn't mind it but wasn't one to use it often incase a person misunderstood and got hurt. She was more the tell it out straight or ring around the rosie way saying it nicely in a round of about manner.

She wasn't much for rock either, mainly because the screaming and junk was all garbage and it wasn't truly music. She considered music to be a beautiful praiseful thing. Not a yelling swearing complaining thing.

She smiled, "Looks like Pizza is our couple food, Oh look... it's from Tony's Pizza, remember?" She said with a chuckle. She thought of that night at Tony's Pizza and of how jealous she was of that girl truly. She liked the fact that Valentine wasn't suaded by pretty looks or a father in good standing. She liked the fact that Valentine was Valentine and no one else.

She chuckled, "Well you were the one so set on flirting with miss snob, besides I think that we're more important than a pizza." She said with a chuckle. She picked up two slices and sat down next across from him, she took a bite of one watching him eat she smiled lightly. If they married she'd have to get used to all his habits and actions.

She smiled thinking, she didn't realize why that question was so important to him. She thought, Hmm.... France always seemed nice in the pictures and movies, Spain too, Italy's nice or in the movies, hmm.... the Caribbean is supposed to be nice too. Grr, why that question? Hmm.... Canada's supposed to be nice, Hawaii was supposed to be nice too. She didn't know if any of these places had vampires or powered people though. She had only lived in a small village, she thought about it.

"I guess some place smallish and romantic but not too romantic. Some place that people wouldn't be in crowds or obsessing, I don't really know a place that fits that though. Maybe Canada?"

She didn't know all the little things she only knew the main thing he loved her, she loved him. She realized how much she didn't know about him, she felt a bit guilty she had forgotten some things he had told her. Well some little things. She knew they were moving a bit fast but it didn't seem that way to them. She knew a lot but yet so little when it came to the little details of him. "Hmm.... how about what kind of things you like?" She said thinking about the approching holidays. She had kept trying to figure out the perfect gift for him, it was so hard to think of one for a guy. She liked to figure it out early.

She wondered what he'd want, she pondered on the subject. He had already given her his shirt, his rose and even the other rose then the little figurine of him. She didn't know how she could match that, she wondered what possibly could he want as a gift. She took a bite of her pizza waiting for his reply.