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emmafan123 · 07-26-2010, 07:14 AM

OOC: I hope so too! I should definitely be on tomorrow night at the least! So bye for nowww!

Ferris had traveled all the way to the Vincenzi home in Sicily, waking up any part of the household that might've not been awake at eight thirty in the morning. But Costa was there, as always, and upon explaining the situation, she was happy to make that old lasagna for the young man with a pregnant wife who had very specific tastes. Unfortunately, even with magic, fixing lasagna took time and so it wasn't until a good half hour later that the young man got out of the home, thanking Costa perfusely and reminding Mrs. Vincenzi that she needed to be over at ten to help decorate as quietly as possible. He apparated into his kitchen with a small sigh, now carrying a large tray filled with a layered lasagna, accompanied by a mouth-watering aroma. After cutting a particularly large piece of the dish for his wife and pouring a cup of coffee for himself, he headed up the stairs. Once he reached their bedroom door, he gently opened it with his elbow and walked over to Vianna's side of the bed where she was currently laying. "Lasagna," he announced softly, looking rather tired from the little relay race he'd just gone through, but rather pleased that he had managed to get the exact lasagna that she wanted. But sometimes when she wanted crazy random stuff like that, he just didn't have the time to do it for her, he often had to just get her second best if it was a work night or a weekday morning when everything was rushed. But it felt good to be able to actually get exactly what she wanted. He liked that. And though he seemed a bit tired from his travels, he was obviously pleased as he stood before her with a bit of a lopsided grin on his pale face, one that revealed his dimples.

07-26-2010, 07:14 AM	#1095 (permalink)
emmafan123 Niffler Join Date: Jun 2005 Posts: 20,190	Blonde&Proud Sirius Sense of humor OOC: I hope so too! I should definitely be on tomorrow night at the least! So bye for nowww! Ferris had traveled all the way to the Vincenzi home in Sicily, waking up any part of the household that might've not been awake at eight thirty in the morning. But Costa was there, as always, and upon explaining the situation, she was happy to make that old lasagna for the young man with a pregnant wife who had very specific tastes. Unfortunately, even with magic, fixing lasagna took time and so it wasn't until a good half hour later that the young man got out of the home, thanking Costa perfusely and reminding Mrs. Vincenzi that she needed to be over at ten to help decorate as quietly as possible. He apparated into his kitchen with a small sigh, now carrying a large tray filled with a layered lasagna, accompanied by a mouth-watering aroma. After cutting a particularly large piece of the dish for his wife and pouring a cup of coffee for himself, he headed up the stairs. Once he reached their bedroom door, he gently opened it with his elbow and walked over to Vianna's side of the bed where she was currently laying. "Lasagna," he announced softly, looking rather tired from the little relay race he'd just gone through, but rather pleased that he had managed to get the exact lasagna that she wanted. But sometimes when she wanted crazy random stuff like that, he just didn't have the time to do it for her, he often had to just get her second best if it was a work night or a weekday morning when everything was rushed. But it felt good to be able to actually get exactly what she wanted. He liked that. And though he seemed a bit tired from his travels, he was obviously pleased as he stood before her with a bit of a lopsided grin on his pale face, one that revealed his dimples. __________________