95 + JavaJunkies “You’re cute when you’re all worried.”
This gave me an opportunity to write some ridiculous Lorelai dialogue, so thanks lovely! xx
“Luke, I think we have a ghost in the house.” He finished towel-drying a dish, then set it on the counter. “And not one of those cute, friendly, can I keep you ghosts named Casper who makes friends with the introverted neighborhood kids but the shadowy, slamming-doors-and-levitating-cereal-boxes-while-we-sleep kind who leaves a trail of crumbs and a mountain of empty boxes, then laughs wickedly in our faces in a choir of Jekyll, Hyde, Ursula, and Voldermort!”
“Huh. Dream about running out of Poptarts again?”
As Lorelai sagged into a chair and curled her arms around her head on the kitchen table, groaning at the early hour, Luke poured her a mug of freshly brewed coffee.
“Mmm, I smell sugar!” she half-yawned, half-sang.
“No, you smell added sugar,” Luke clarified, clunking down a plate. “I bought five boxes of this garbage at Doose’s yesterday.”
Her head springing up, Lorelai smiled and grabbed three. Making a strawberry-cinnamon Poptart sandwich, she bit into it, patted his hand and said, “You’re so cute when you’re worried about my eating habits, babe.”