ThugWorkout wrote:
felicity looked into his eyes as he spoke to her, and she knew he was being honest. she sighed and finished off her cigarette, stubbing it out on the wall and throwing it into the ash tray. "why can't everyone just stop, i'm sorry i'm not constantly smiling and radiant but i'm OKAY. I AM OKAY." she yelled, sitting up, getting a little mad.
chris laughed a little bit, and kissed her cheek, putting an arm around her waist when she did. "awww poor baby, why, is it sad? I don't think I have ever cried at a film." he grinned and kissed her forehead, her nose, and then her lips. "not perfect. close, but not quite." he winked and rubbed her back, shrugging.