"So you are finally eating today?" Kurt said as he walked into the kitchen. He glanced at the stove clock, 12:34. She had only taken a bite from his toast this morning when she ran out the door to get to the firm and she said she couldn't meet him for lunch and came home at eleven and said that she had eaten dinner which Kurt knew was a lie.
"Sorry. Did I wake you up?" Diane looked up from her popcorn. She couldn't go to sleep. Her mind was still on work, even when she watched TV with Kurt. Everything was just crap right now.
"No. I reached over for my wife and she wasn't there." Kurt leaned against the counter next to her; he looked her up and down. She was still wearing her dress from work, but her heels were sitting on the kitchen counter so that she wouldn't forget to put them in her closet.
"Sorry." Diane said with a shrug, but she wasn't sincere. It was so late that she didn't care too much anymore, but then again she did. She couldn't handle a fight at home too.
Kurt shrugged and opened the cupboard over Diane's head. Only looking because he had nothing else to do and the conversation pretty much went dead.
"I have work tomorrow." Diane said dropping her head on his shoulder. His cologne smelt like home to Diane, right now.
"I will get out the sweets then." Kurt opened the top cabinet and pulled out a blue Ziplock baggy of miscellaneous candy with one hand and with the other he pet the back of her head, holding her close.