"Cheers! I won't read emails. Promise. Damn, Clara. Am I that predictable?" He chuckled, gesturing for her to come over. "It's not a special occasion, but it can be." He was smiling at her until a notification on Clara's laptop caused Rory to spin around on his chair, and he entered in her password. "We're in! Cheers, Clara." He leaned over to kiss her on the lips.
“It can be whatever you want, Roreo.” Clara saw the notification and saw him turn the chair back around and type in the password. He sure was lucky he could remember it, because when Angie first told her she had entered it in wrong then forgot it then got sucked into the wifi… yeah, her relationship with technology wasn’t a very good one.
When he leaned over and kissed her after the password was accepted Clara didn’t complain anymore about her lack of memory. She kissed back, before she pulled back and rested her forehead against his.
“Huh. So this is what it feels like to be taller when kissing someone. I kind of like it.” Clara chuckled before she gave him another quick kiss. “So, what is it you’re needing my laptop for anyways?”