Scarves-Are-Love

The game was supposed to be of fifty questions but Luna couldn't seem to concentrate on the game long enough to even reach ten. So five was the amount that it ended on. She loved this game, but she seemed to save it for special occasions, especially his birthday, in hopes of getting him off guard so he'd end up saying just what he wanted for a gift. Technically, she only asked three questions as two of them were asked every time she played this game. Twirling her wand in her bowl of macaroni cheese, she nudged his elbow, "What was your first plant?" "A dandelion. Gran was furious when she came out the door and saw that the whole yard was fi

Christmas Eve and here I was lying in bed with a cold that was rapidly gaining speed as the worst that I had ever had. A knock on my bedroom door took me out of my thoughts, "Come in," I called out, or tried to and ended up coughing instead. Changmin, my boyfriend of three years, opened the door, "Feeling any better?" "I'm trying to figure out which is worse: my head exploding or it floating to the ceiling never to come down again." Changmin came in and sat on the edge of my bed, "It could do both." I made a face, reaching for a box of tissues on the floor, "How goes the party?" "Pretty lame without you." "Only 'pretty lame', boy, you s