When Try returned home, Macha was cooking dinner in their new apartment. She listened to the records and hummed along to the music. As he stepped over the threshold, she smiled at him and gave a little wave. He was unsure how to break the news of his departure to her. Their relationship was still young, and he did not know if it would be fair to ask her to wait for him.
Despite tonight being the special dinner she planned for their big move-in day, the orders for his deployment caused his spirits to be down. He tried to push the sadness out of his mind for now.
Tyr walked up behind her, the smell of boiling chicken filled in the air. Today Macha made his favorite, cold ginger chicken. He wrapped his arms around her and bent down to rest his chin on the top of her head, "You're making my favorite, Emerald Chicken." He enjoyed referring to it as that because the green onions reminded him of emeralds.
She had been chopping the green onions, so she put the chef's knife down and raised her hand to touch his cheek. Turning her face up, Macha gave him a kiss. She rolled her eyes, "Yes, we're having
When Try returned home, Macha was cooking dinner in their new apartment. She listened to the records and hummed along to the music. As he stepped over the threshold, she smiled at him and gave a little wave. He was unsure how to break the news of his departure to her. Their relationship was still young, and he did not know if it would be fair to ask her to wait for him.
Despite tonight being the special dinner she planned for their big move-in day, the orders for his deployment caused his spirits to be down. He tried to push the sadness out of his mind for now.
Tyr walked up behind her, the smell of boiling chicken filled in the air. Today Macha made his favorite, cold ginger chicken. He wrapped his arms around her and bent down to rest his chin on the top of her head, "You're making my favorite, Emerald Chicken." He enjoyed referring to it as that because the green onions reminded him of emeralds.
She had been chopping the green onions, so she put the chef's knife down and raised her hand to touch his cheek. Turning her face up, Macha gave him a kiss. She rolled her eyes, "Yes, we're having
