guess is was late afternoon or early evening.
“Right.” He looked down at his dirty work boots.
“Are you hungry? I could make lunch, or dinner, whatever time it is.” I moved out of the way and let Josh in.
“Dinner sounds good, its 5:15,” he said excitedly. “Do you have more than peanut butter and jelly?” He nudged me aside when we walked into the house.
I closed the front door and followed him into my kitchen. I’d braved a trip to Miller’s the day after our date. I hadn’t run into anyone, thank God, but I was able to pick up some basics besides sandwich fixings.
“Yes, I do. I went down to the store the other day and grabbed a frozen lasagna.”
“Sounds delicious.”
It didn’t take long to prepare the lasagna. Preheat the oven, insert lasagna, cook for an hour, enjoy. After I’d put it in the oven, Josh and I walked into the living room and sunk into the ugly couch.
“Do you have cable?” he asked and reached for the remote.
“Not yet. Hopefully next week.”
His face fell. Maybe he had changed his mind about staying for dinner.
“So what do you want to do?” he asked. Nope. He was determined to stay.
Make out. No, I didn’t really say that. I surely thought about it though. I was all talk and no action sometimes.
“Umm…”
“What do you usually do in the evenings?”
“Read.”
“Oh.”
“What do you usually do?” I asked.
“Watch TV or play video games.”
“I see.”
We sat in uncomfortable silence for a bit.
“I could read to you.” That sounded super dumb coming out of my mouth.
“No, that’s okay. When are you going to get your TV hooked up again?
“Sometime next week.” I was a little bummed about him not wanting me to read to him. It would be a way for us to hang out together privately.
“Well we could watch movies together. I have a ton of them.”
“Yeah I have some too.” I tried to hide the disappointment in my voice. I didn’t watch much TV, but if it meant spending time with Josh, then I’d watch anything.
“Or I could teach you how to play video games.”
“Let’s just stick to movies for now.”
“Okay.”
“I could even cook for you.”
It sounded to me like we were making plans for multiple nights of movie watching.
“You mean reheat already cooked frozen dinners?” Josh made fun of me.
“Don’t diss my culinary skills!” I punched in lightly in the arm.
“Ow! Okay okay!” He pretended to be hurt.
“I just realized I don’t have a VCR or DVD player.”
“Well that makes it hard to watch a movie.”
“I have my laptop!” I jumped up off the couch.
“That’ll work.”
I ran to my bedroom and grabbed my laptop bag. When I returned I set up the computer on the coffee table.
“What movie do you want to watch?”
“What do you have?”
“Probably just a bunch of Disney movies.”
“Hmmm…I’m not really sure I’ve seen many Disney movies.”
“Are you serious?!”
“Yeah.”
“You didn’t watch them as a child?”
“My Grandmother thinks Disney is from the devil.”
“Your Grandmother is kind of crazy.”
“Yeah.”
I scanned the DVD titles in the small TV cabinet and just grabbed one at random. I flipped the case so he could see it and I could tell he wasn’t interested by the way he scrunched up his nose.
“The Little Mermaid? Really?”
“You knocked my reading idea and left me to choose the activity.” I teased.
“Fine, but tomorrow it’s my turn to pick.”
“Deal.”
I felt the stress of the day leave my body as Josh and I settled a little further into the couch. The movie started. It took all I had to not sing along with every song. I’d forgotten how much I loved this movie. I used to have a TV in my room when I was younger and I’d watch this movie on repeat just to drown out the noise that came from my mother’s room.
Halfway through the movie, the oven timer went off.
“Your dinner is ready,” I said over the obnoxious beeping.
After we ate, we
“Right.” He looked down at his dirty work boots.
“Are you hungry? I could make lunch, or dinner, whatever time it is.” I moved out of the way and let Josh in.
“Dinner sounds good, its 5:15,” he said excitedly. “Do you have more than peanut butter and jelly?” He nudged me aside when we walked into the house.
I closed the front door and followed him into my kitchen. I’d braved a trip to Miller’s the day after our date. I hadn’t run into anyone, thank God, but I was able to pick up some basics besides sandwich fixings.
“Yes, I do. I went down to the store the other day and grabbed a frozen lasagna.”
“Sounds delicious.”
It didn’t take long to prepare the lasagna. Preheat the oven, insert lasagna, cook for an hour, enjoy. After I’d put it in the oven, Josh and I walked into the living room and sunk into the ugly couch.
“Do you have cable?” he asked and reached for the remote.
“Not yet. Hopefully next week.”
His face fell. Maybe he had changed his mind about staying for dinner.
“So what do you want to do?” he asked. Nope. He was determined to stay.
Make out. No, I didn’t really say that. I surely thought about it though. I was all talk and no action sometimes.
“Umm…”
“What do you usually do in the evenings?”
“Read.”
“Oh.”
“What do you usually do?” I asked.
“Watch TV or play video games.”
“I see.”
We sat in uncomfortable silence for a bit.
“I could read to you.” That sounded super dumb coming out of my mouth.
“No, that’s okay. When are you going to get your TV hooked up again?
“Sometime next week.” I was a little bummed about him not wanting me to read to him. It would be a way for us to hang out together privately.
“Well we could watch movies together. I have a ton of them.”
“Yeah I have some too.” I tried to hide the disappointment in my voice. I didn’t watch much TV, but if it meant spending time with Josh, then I’d watch anything.
“Or I could teach you how to play video games.”
“Let’s just stick to movies for now.”
“Okay.”
“I could even cook for you.”
It sounded to me like we were making plans for multiple nights of movie watching.
“You mean reheat already cooked frozen dinners?” Josh made fun of me.
“Don’t diss my culinary skills!” I punched in lightly in the arm.
“Ow! Okay okay!” He pretended to be hurt.
“I just realized I don’t have a VCR or DVD player.”
“Well that makes it hard to watch a movie.”
“I have my laptop!” I jumped up off the couch.
“That’ll work.”
I ran to my bedroom and grabbed my laptop bag. When I returned I set up the computer on the coffee table.
“What movie do you want to watch?”
“What do you have?”
“Probably just a bunch of Disney movies.”
“Hmmm…I’m not really sure I’ve seen many Disney movies.”
“Are you serious?!”
“Yeah.”
“You didn’t watch them as a child?”
“My Grandmother thinks Disney is from the devil.”
“Your Grandmother is kind of crazy.”
“Yeah.”
I scanned the DVD titles in the small TV cabinet and just grabbed one at random. I flipped the case so he could see it and I could tell he wasn’t interested by the way he scrunched up his nose.
“The Little Mermaid? Really?”
“You knocked my reading idea and left me to choose the activity.” I teased.
“Fine, but tomorrow it’s my turn to pick.”
“Deal.”
I felt the stress of the day leave my body as Josh and I settled a little further into the couch. The movie started. It took all I had to not sing along with every song. I’d forgotten how much I loved this movie. I used to have a TV in my room when I was younger and I’d watch this movie on repeat just to drown out the noise that came from my mother’s room.
Halfway through the movie, the oven timer went off.
“Your dinner is ready,” I said over the obnoxious beeping.
After we ate, we
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