It touched him to hear her say how much she loved him. It made him feel so perfect. He was happy, she seemed happy. And that was an easy way to word how perfect he thought his life was at this point. Because damn, he did not think it would ever get any better. He was about to protest that their romance was not even close to be ruined due to her bruises. But the next bit shut him up before he could even get out a word.“Definitely” he said as she finished her words, guiding her to the couch by holding her hand. She was almost better than perfect. She would be, if the word for it actually existed.
The next week he had been working somethings out. Creating something he was absolutely satisfied with. Angela had quit her job by now, and her first day home would be today. And of course, he had to leave for work. After waking up to his alarm he gave Angela a kiss, fighting the urge to stay in bed with her. He would be back at the end of the day and he already knew that an hour on her own would bore her to shits. He had worked it out though. From bottom to top. Before leaving the house he put down one envelope, on their kitchen table. In the envelope would be a letter and two tickets for a spa:
Goodmorning you goddess human being,
So I know today is going to be a day you thought you would die of boredom. But fear not, spoiled best girlfriend in the universe, I had something else in mind for you today (and beyond). A safe way to get your butt around places whilst I am working. You do have to play along for this. But I know you will, because honestly, you have nothing better to do unless you thought of a hobby overnight.
The first thing I want you to do is look in the fridge. Freshly baked pancakes, you only have to warm them up. Then, I got you two beautiful tickets for a spa. Catch up with a friend, treat them on a free spa for the day and enjoy. Several massages, though, keep flirting to these guys for your friend alright? you have me to flirt with tonight. -Your almighty boyfriend that is sadly working today. I love you