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I’ve been thinking, considering I spent a bomb at Ikea today, that Robert and I should really throw a house warming party. There’ll be alcohol and brownies. Who’s in?
Wait, so just how much have you spent in Ikea? I’m also suspecting I’ll be the one to have to buy the alcohol, huh?
Shall we go for really proud so you stop being a butt?
Only if you promise to bake something for dessert tonight.
You think I’d give you the ring back? Nope, I’d pawn it myself and buy some really good shoes.
I’m not sure whether I should be offended or really proud.
Ah, but then you wouldn’t get to see me in them! And that’d be a big loss for you. How about you just tell me I’m a domestic goddess and I might still marry you?
I mean if you wanna go that route I could always pawn the ring and buy myself a nice jetski.
That went out of the window when you tried to kick me out of bed, Mr.
Yeah, but then you re-invited yourself so technically no one kicked anyone out. Maybe I should be re-thinking letting you wear my shirts.
Socks don’t help when I’ve got all the covers, honey.
What ever happened to sharing is caring?
That’s fine by me. You’re the one who’ll get cold.
I dunno about that, isn’t that what socks are for?
It’s likely both. And the fact that I’d be the one lighting the fire.
Would you mind giving me like a five minute heads up? Just so I can get the fire department down here before you decide to burn my house down too.
I’m trying to convince your wonderful brother to run off to Vegas with me. Nothing says romance like Elvis officiating your wedding.
Okay, okay. Think about this though- a double wedding in Vegas. Because the only thing better than Elvis officiating one wedding, is him officiant two.
I’m sorry for being retro, but obviously you’re too cool for me. Wow, what happened to chivalry? You’ll just have to stick to your side because I’m staying in the bed too.
Chivalry is dead remember? I’m totally going to buy one of those huge body pillows as a barrier.
It’s called being sentimental! I know, and I’m very attached to my iPhone but if we’re on a roadtrip, I demand good old CD’s. Don’t judge your fiancée like that. Isn’t it the guy that usually gives up the bed for his lady? Rude, rude, rude.
Our car literally has wifi in it, we're not taking CD’s. Yeah, but our bed is comfy as hell so you can have the couch.
Everything. Everything is more exciting than a double court house wedding.
You guys are no fun. Think about all the money we’d save.
I only have a few! Books and CD’s are sacred, I’m just trying to hold onto my favourites and save them from a digital world. It’s an act of kindness to keep them, really. Okay, you have a nice face but if you ever get injured in a horrific accident, I’ll definitely have a refund then, babe.
You sound like my brother and it to makes no sense to me, honestly. They evolved technology for an reason. Damn, thats cold, even for you. Maybe you should think about sleeping on the couch, missy.
Well, for us to be related, we’d both kind of need to get married. Plus, I don’t know if you’ve meet your lady-to-be, but… yeah. No court house for you, brotha.
I mean whats more exciting than a double court house wedding? You're probably right about the latter though, regardless.
For somebody who’s marrying me, you don’t seem to have a lot of faith in my ability to stay out of trouble. Are you just waiting for me to get locked up so you can claim my CD’s? Now for that, I want a refund on you.
The world may never know, I still don’t know why you keep those things, they’re basically sound making dust collectors. Hey, you don’t want a refund on this face. Lets be real.
Don’t forget Mary Berry! I know she’s British, but woman can cook a mean cake. I, however, am better than both. I’m not in jail and I make brownies to die for so you count yourself lucky. Think about it all you like, I’ll leave you to do the dishes if you do.
Not in jail yet, honeybunch. One minute you’re baking brownies and the next minute Martha herself will be coming to handcuff you for using the wrong ingredient or something. I think we both know that means I’ll just throw ‘em in the dishwasher and let technology do all the work.
You’re engaged to a domestic goddess, so you don’t really want a refund, honey.
A domestic goddess? I’m not too sure about that, the last domestic goddess I recall was one Martha Stewart- and she ended up in jail. Meanwhile, I’ll think about that refund.
