She liked to sing…loudly
Bruce loved everything about Brittany. Even when she was tired and grumpy, he still loved her. But out of all the things he loved about her, her singing was probably the thing he loved the most.
Coming home from work, he would hear music coming from their room. Sneaking back there, he poked his head in and saw his girlfriend standing on their bed, dancing and singing to whatever song was on at the time. He would sit and watch for a little while, and she never noticed him. She was singing off key on purpose, he knew, because any other time, she would sing and hit every note.
One day, he came home, and she was sitting in the living, singing and dancing, hairbrush acting as a microphone. He stood and watched, arms crossed over his chest and a smile on his face. The song she was dancing to ended and another one came on. She had still not noticed him, so he walked over, and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
Screaming, she turned around, her face a bright red. Sitting down on the couch, she turned her music off and folded her hands on her lap. Bruce sat beside her, kissing her temple and wrapping his arm around her shoulder. She hid her face in his shoulder, soft giggles coming from her. "You, my sweet, are adorable." Brittany looked up and grinned. "Why thank you, my good sir." Bruce laughed with her.
He then turned the music back on, and started dancing and singing. Brittany laughed, covering her face with her hands. Bruce grabbed her hands and pulled her up with him. The two continued dancing and singing until the early hours of the morning, until finally sleep overcame them.
Waking up the next morning, Bruce thought to himself: 'Best night ever.' And went back to sleep with a smile on his face.
