Ugh, well, since I apparently can't count tonight, I whipped this out in five minutes. Don't kill me. It's 11:11. XD
PS: This is POTC era... just so you know.
Shakespeare
"Elizabeth… how many times have you read that book?" her husband Will asked as he regarded its tattered and torn state. Without looking up she sighed.
"I don't know. I don't normally keep track of how many times I read a book." She glanced up at him, a little annoyed, before returning to its words. Will wrapped his arms around her shoulders and read from behind her.
"Romeo and Juliet. Such a sad story," he commented. Elizabeth snapped the book shut.
"Well, yes. It is a tragedy, after all," she told him, her voice raised in an annoyance.
"Yes, indeed. I'm just glad our story didn't turn out like that." He kissed her cheek and nuzzled into her neck. Elizabeth leaned into his attentions.
"I am too. Our story has a happy ending," she whispered.
"No, love. Our story isn't over yet." She smiled up at him and claimed his lips in a kiss.
