Breaks are for pussies. I had one yesterday, anyways.
>>69059364>>69059382>I feel extremely nervous. I'm pulling the trigger, finally. She'd laugh at me if she heard me say that out loud. I watch her fully relaxed and playing with her phone as I pull the car into the little modeling place. Somewhere we come to almost weekly to satiate her creative tendencies.>Regular trip, as far as she knows. This little box burning a hole into my pocket says otherwise. Took a hell of a lot of effort to work myself up to this. Been living together for over a year now and even talked about something like this.>The elation I'd felt when I'd dropped the idea that one day we'd be betrothed and she responded that we might as well be with how we are living still lifts my spirit to this day. I glance over to her one more time as she slides a side-eye over to me. A shared smile and nod.>We're here and every second pulses my heart hard enough to make me want to faint. Why'd I pick here and now of all times? I could've taken her out to a fancy date, something really romantic.>But I know she'd hate that. I know her. Know how she wants this to go. Makes me feel a bit guilty but hell, I'm not about to stress us both out for something neither of us would want. I'm doing it here and doing it now.>As the car shuts off she's already stretching and stepping out, tail deftly slapping the door shut. Now that I'm watching her closely, trying to not spoil the surprise, I notice just how many cute little habits she has.>Her tail, mainly. It's almost a second mouth with how it expresses. Flitting happily while I offered an accompanied trip here, angrily coiling when she dropped a soda out of the fridge, gently trailing circles as she read from her phone during breakfast. Mesmerizing.>I'd stare more if I didn't get a pinch and called a pervert for having my eyes glued to it this morning. Even now I spy the thing happily bobbing along as she walks ahead of me to the store.Cont.