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Jason sat down on the couch next to his wife, Courtney. "Hey baby." He said kissing her gently. "Hey."
She said smiling. "What are you watching?" he asked. "Fried Green Tomatoes." She said. They watched
the rest of the movie. After that they made dinner together and started eating. "You are such a dork!" she
said, laughing at the last comment that he made. When she did so, she accidentally flipped a teeny-tiny bit
of mashed potatoes on his cheek. He got this dead serious look. "So that's how you want it?" he said. He
grabbed the serving spoon, heaping with mashed potatoes. "You wouldn't dare." She said standing up.
SPLAT! Right on her cheek. "Wouldn't I?" he said grinning. Her jaw dropped. "Fine!" she said grabbing a
handful of spaghetti and throwing it his way. It landed on his chest. They started running around the room
throwing and smashing food on each other and laughing like little kids. Finally they collapsed on the giant
rug in the middle of the room, laughing so hard they could barely breath. "God I love you" she said looking
up at him. He was on his side; his head resting on his hand which suspended half his body. "I love you too
baby" he said, wiping some mashed potatoes from her hair. She stood up, biting her lip, trying to no prevail
to hide her mischievous smile. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. "I need a shower." She said,
mischievous grin getting bigger. "So?" he said smiling ignorantly. "You need a shower." She said looking
at him. "I think I like where this is going." He said standing up. "Hey I'm just saying we should be
conservative and save water!" she said jokingly. "I'm sure that's why. It's not because you want my bod"
he said, teasingly bobbing his eyebrows at her. They made their way upstairs and into the shower, which by
all means they thoroughly enjoyed. He put a pair of black boxers on and climbed into bed. She curled up in
his arms and she quickly fell asleep. He noticed this and slid out from under her. He looked into the mirror,
staring at the image. There was so much that he didn't know about himself, well not really himself. His old
self. He didn't remember much of being a kid. He always wondered if he would ever remember. And if he
did, what would happen then? He was told that he was pretty serious with a girl named Keesha, but that
was about it. He finally went back and laid beside her again, not even knowing what to think. He just
looked at her beautiful face and closed his eyes. Dreams of hollow memories haunted and circled
mercilessly through his head. The only thing that held onto his sanity was Courtney. He woke with a start
and glanced around the room. Courtney was no where to be found. He stood up and walked, akward with
sleep to the kitchen. He noticed a note on the table, he rub his eyes again before he read it. "Took Rosie for
a run, be back soon. He threw on some clothes and went outside. He walked straight to the park. He knew
that where she'd be. Sure enough, there she was, throwing a frisbee for Rosie to catch. He came up behind
her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She grinned as he whispered in her ear "I'll be your cryin'
shoulder I'll be love suicide I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life" It was their
song. She slowly turned around with a smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss.
He embraced her. He didn't notice the woman who walked past him, the one who stopped to stare for a
moment.
Hope you like this one, It's interesting I don't know. Please R&R, feed back is greatly appreciated.
Jason sat down on the couch next to his wife, Courtney. "Hey baby." He said kissing her gently. "Hey."
She said smiling. "What are you watching?" he asked. "Fried Green Tomatoes." She said. They watched
the rest of the movie. After that they made dinner together and started eating. "You are such a dork!" she
said, laughing at the last comment that he made. When she did so, she accidentally flipped a teeny-tiny bit
of mashed potatoes on his cheek. He got this dead serious look. "So that's how you want it?" he said. He
grabbed the serving spoon, heaping with mashed potatoes. "You wouldn't dare." She said standing up.
SPLAT! Right on her cheek. "Wouldn't I?" he said grinning. Her jaw dropped. "Fine!" she said grabbing a
handful of spaghetti and throwing it his way. It landed on his chest. They started running around the room
throwing and smashing food on each other and laughing like little kids. Finally they collapsed on the giant
rug in the middle of the room, laughing so hard they could barely breath. "God I love you" she said looking
up at him. He was on his side; his head resting on his hand which suspended half his body. "I love you too
baby" he said, wiping some mashed potatoes from her hair. She stood up, biting her lip, trying to no prevail
to hide her mischievous smile. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. "I need a shower." She said,
mischievous grin getting bigger. "So?" he said smiling ignorantly. "You need a shower." She said looking
at him. "I think I like where this is going." He said standing up. "Hey I'm just saying we should be
conservative and save water!" she said jokingly. "I'm sure that's why. It's not because you want my bod"
he said, teasingly bobbing his eyebrows at her. They made their way upstairs and into the shower, which by
all means they thoroughly enjoyed. He put a pair of black boxers on and climbed into bed. She curled up in
his arms and she quickly fell asleep. He noticed this and slid out from under her. He looked into the mirror,
staring at the image. There was so much that he didn't know about himself, well not really himself. His old
self. He didn't remember much of being a kid. He always wondered if he would ever remember. And if he
did, what would happen then? He was told that he was pretty serious with a girl named Keesha, but that
was about it. He finally went back and laid beside her again, not even knowing what to think. He just
looked at her beautiful face and closed his eyes. Dreams of hollow memories haunted and circled
mercilessly through his head. The only thing that held onto his sanity was Courtney. He woke with a start
and glanced around the room. Courtney was no where to be found. He stood up and walked, akward with
sleep to the kitchen. He noticed a note on the table, he rub his eyes again before he read it. "Took Rosie for
a run, be back soon. He threw on some clothes and went outside. He walked straight to the park. He knew
that where she'd be. Sure enough, there she was, throwing a frisbee for Rosie to catch. He came up behind
her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She grinned as he whispered in her ear "I'll be your cryin'
shoulder I'll be love suicide I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life" It was their
song. She slowly turned around with a smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss.
He embraced her. He didn't notice the woman who walked past him, the one who stopped to stare for a
moment.