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chicken nuggets

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"Wow, you really love them, don't you?" Victoria Anne Vega crossed her arms as she watched her boyfriend devour three chicken nuggets at the same time. This was not the top of her "Things-to-do-on-a-Saturday" night.

"Well, what can I say? It's a thing." Beck arches an eyebrow. Tori sat down, pulling her knees up to her chin. Her glasses where almost falling off. He offers to her and she nods, taking it between her fingers.

I hope she knows the sacrifice I'm making doing this. He thought jokingly. Tori started to look around, desperately.

"How can you eat them without any sauce?" Tori asks, as if that was an actual insult. Beck laughs. "Don't mock me!"

"I'm not." He finishes laughing, taking another nugget and munching on it. "I actually like to taste the chicken, I don't like globing it all up with sauce."

"How?"

"Just because. Is there a problem?"

"It's an abomination!" Tori exclaimed in a really dramatic way, flinging her arms around like an inflatable puppet. Beck laughs and cuddles her tight. "Gimme the remote, I'm deciding the next movie."

Tori sits next to her and flings her legs over his. They cozy up next to one another and kept watching really bad movies. "You know something?" She said as she took the fast food box next to her. "I'm just going to stick with fries."

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mistletoe kiss

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Tori's lips always felt nice against his.

They were in his van. André kept putting on more Christmas music as Jade hugged him, sweetly teasing him for couple couldn't get enough of each other and it made both Tori and Beck happy that they were happy. Cat laughed as Robbie and Trina tried to dance to the music, utterly failing in every step.

It was their private little party, and the moment Tori saw Beck holding up the mistletoe on top of her head she smiled and kissed him.

It wasn't a passionate kiss, it wasn't a kiss that devoured his every being, but it was a sweet kiss. A kiss that let him know how much she cared for him, as he slowly caresses his fingers through her hair, she smiles against him.

"Merry Christmas, Tor."

"Merry Christmas, Beck."

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books

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"So, you like reading?" Beck said, holding a book that was fat and heavy. He eyed it weirdly, thinking it dull and boring. The cover was red with only the word 'FOREVER' on the title.

"I do like reading, actually." Tori said as she walked toward her sofa, with her glasses on, a cup of hot cocoa in her hands and she was dressed in a light yellow jacket and gray sweat pants. "That's actually the third in a trilogy."

"A trilogy of what?" He asks, eyeing the book weirdly.

"A trilogy of books, Beck." She said as she sipped her cocoa. He took the first book he saw. He assumed it was the first part of the trilogy because it was second to the right of the red book and Tori liked to keep them in order. The cover was blue and the word 'SHIVER' was on the center. "It's about a guy who's a werewolf and he's trying to maintain a relationship with a human girl."

"Oh god, one of those." He said, eyeing the book as it if were toxic. Tori fumed.

"It's actually a lot better than my crappy summary skills, could you give it a try?"

Beck looked t her and her eyes were wide. "I'll try."

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Two months later, Beck has finished the three books and now they argue over which couple was better Sam and Grace or Cole and Isabel. They also do debates over the genes of werewolves and whether or not it would make sense in real life.

Tori likes to think she created a fanboy, but shh, don't tell anyone.