Rushing around her tiny apartment, she searched for her lucky charm bracelet that she must've misplaced the previous night. After running around like a headless chicken for about fifteen minutes, she sighed, running her right hand through her curly, platinum locks as she looked around home which she had just messed up in search for her prized possession.

"Where did it go?" She murmured, leafing through a stack of files on her counter. Whist searching, the doorbell to her apartment rang.

She walked over to the door and opened it, before turning around and searching for her bracelet.

"Well, hello to you too." A deep voice said from behind her.
"Sorry, Hi Hugo." She responded, becoming impatient.

"I told you not to call me that! My name is Theo, not Hugo." He sighed, annoyed at her nickname for him. It's just because he reads a lot of Victor Hugo, and his favorite book is the Invention of Hugo Cabret. And he just had to tell her. Well, more like she forced it out of him.

"Whatever." She scoffed, continuing her rampage.

"What are you even looking for?" He asked her.

"My charm bracelet, I lost it and can't find it anywhere!" She shouted, sighing loudly after, yet again, it wasn't where she checked.

"Oh, you left it at my place last night." He told her, reaching into his pocket to retrieve the silver charm bracelet.

"What?! I did!? I don't even remember taking it off last night!" She exclaimed.

"You took it off during… that… thing…" He said, coughing awkwardly at the end of his sentence.

"Oh, yeah. That thing." She said awkwardly, blush creeping up her neck and her ears reddening.

She walked over to him and took the bracelet from his open palm and he assisted her putting it on her thin left wrist.

"Thanks for bringing it back over." She said, giving him a smile, looking at her wrist, which no longer felt like it was bare.

"It's no problem, after you left I saw it on the side table, and figured I should bring it over to you so you didn't go crazy looking for it, but it looks like you already did…" He trailed off, glancing around her apartment.

"Heh, yeah." She said, giving a tight lipped smile as she looked around her home. It looked like her room when she was pubescent.

"Well, would you like help cleaning?" He asked her.

"Oh, you don't have to, I'm fine." She told him, straightening a pile of papers.

"Are you sure? I mean, I've seen your cleaning skills Wynter, and they aren't very good." Theo told her, making her roll her eyes.

"Come on Hugo, My cleaning abilities aren't that bad." Wynter defended, scoffing at him.

"Alright, whatever you say, but I'll be back later tonight, and when I'm back, Miss Amazing-Cleaning-Skills, this apartment will be clean, will it not?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow.

"You bet it will be." Wynter told him, "Just you wait, and if it is clean, you're making us dinner, but if it isn't, then I'll make dinner."

"You're on." Theo grinned, sticking out his hand. She shook it, and he pulled her close, giving her a kiss.

"I'll see you later tonight, then." He smiled, releasing her and walking out the door.

Wynter just shook her head, taking a sharp intake of air and turning around, beginning to clean. There is no way that she will lose.


At around five o'clock, the doorbell rang and Wynter walked over to open it.

"Hello." She greeted, smiling at Theo.

"Hey." He replied, lightly kissing her lips. She let him enter her apartment and he walked around, investigating the area to see if it was clean.

After searching for a few more moments, he sighed, accepting his defeat, "You did it."

"You bet I did! The kitchen is fully stocked, what do you want to make?" She asked, smirking at him.

"Let me see what you have." He said, walking into the petite kitchen and opening the cabinet, taking out the first thing he saw, pancake mix.

"We are having breakfast for dinner." He told her.

"Oooh, I haven't had breakfast for dinner in forever!" She told Theo, grinning at him as he flipped his black hair out of his dark blue eyes.

"Well, you are in for the dinfast of a lifetime." He told her.

"Dinfast? What the heck is dinfast?" She asked him.

"Dinfast, my dear, is the combination of the words 'dinner' and 'breakfast'. Like, breakfast and lunch is brunch, and lunch and dinner is linner." He explained to her.

"Babe, nobody says things like that." She laughed.

"I do!" He exclaimed.

"Hey, no need to get defensive; I was just stating a fact." Wynter raised her hands in surrender.

"Fine, why don't you make your own dinfast." Theo said, backing away from the ingredients that were on the counter.

"No! You lost, you cook!" She told him.

"Fine, but only if you apologize for calling dinfast, linner, and brunch stupid." He said, crossing his arms like a five year old.

"But I never said they were stupid, I said no one talks like that." She clarified.

"I don't hear apologizing." He said, putting his hand around his ear.

Wynter rolled her eyes, sighing, "Fine, I'm sorry that I called dinfast, linner, and brunch stupid."

"I can tell that you didn't mean it, but you're forgiven." Theo replied, making Wynter let out a small chuckle.

This came to be yesterday when I was looking for my flashdrive, but eventually found it in my sweatshirt pocket :/

Anyways, tell me what you thought of this in a review! And, if you haven't, please go check out 'All About Us' it's the Prologue to the book I'm writing, and I'd love to know what people think about it!