ah n-no don’t give her cheese. she farts if she gets cheese… *too late. ugh. he gave Roxy a narrowed eye look* no farting in the room, Roxy. *the pug just barks at him*
*he watches the movie too, having seen it a fair few times, and shakes his head* hm-mm. he’s more worried about his restaurant going well than his wedding which… is kind of wrong, isn’t it? if you love someone, and.. and you’re marrying them, shouldn’t your every free moment out of work be about them? if, if i was ever going to get married i’d make sure my bride would love it.
She had been about to apologize about the cheese but stopped short at his confession, looking at him in wide eyed wonder. “I-I’m not sure it really should be just about them..couple’s need space from each other to grow..it’s just..he does seem to be inconsiderate during these moments..but no one is perfect..”
She was having trouble voicing her thoughts. It made sense in her mind. “I mean..if it were me, would you really want to spend every waking moment around me? I’m sure you’d get tired of me if you did.”
She watched as the heroine herself distanced herself from her fiancee, finding the wall of letters.
*jack only shrugs slightly* well, i don’t mean.. all, all the time together i mean yes people need space… *even if i miss you when you’re not around. god what’s wrong with me* i guess there’s different kinds of love and… things…it may be one universal thing but sometimes it feels like people love one another in different ways…
*and then the girl is introduced to the ‘juliets’ who all look after certain letter types. its interesting, but then she finds the old letter in the wall, hidden for who knows how many years. she sits at a type writer a whole day writing it out properly*
…i wouldn’t get tired of you, though. *just felt the need to say that*
Jack Maple 