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"Okay! We can head out now then! This was fun, though!" Amy giggled as she skated one more round across the rink before she decided to call it quits, and began to unlace her skates. She hummed as she glanced at her phone, finally -- they'd been skating for about an hour! Amy was surprised the time had gone by so fast, but she really shouldn't have been. Time moved faster when you were having fun, right!

Amy headed over towards the counter and offered the woman her shoes. She said her number and the woman returned her flats. Amy slid them on, and then smiled at Mason, slipping her hand into his. "We heading off now?"

"Yeah i know! And your face looks ugly as usual." Amy taunted, playfully prodding him in the cheek. She led the way towards her car and got into the driver's seat, revving it up to go. She waited for Mason to get settled as she fiddled with the radio until she heard Ke$ha playing and started to dance in her seat.

Amy nodded and pulled out of the parking spot, driving her and Mason towards the dormitory buildings.

"Yup. I'm in love with a straight up beast." Amy joked, and when they arrived at the dorms she parked in a space and got out of the vehicle, heading towards the entrance of the building, expecting Mason to catch up shortly.

"I dunno, have you looked in a mirror lately?" Amy continued to tease, snorting when he kissed her. She returned the kiss swiftly before she followed him to the elevator and waited until they got up to his floor. She stepped out and walked down the familiar hall, a skip in her step, as she waited for Mason to unlock the door and let her in. "So, what were you planning on making?"

"Ooh! I love a good ole' spaghetti supper!" Amy laughed as she entered the suite, not seeing anyone around. Mason's suitemates must all be out for the night, or at least just out for now. Or possibly holed up in their rooms -- Amy wasn't sure but hoped they wouldn't get too loud. They'd only be talking after all, so it shouldn't be a problem. "Looks like we're alone, Mason! Good news: you only need to make two servings! Haha, imagine if your suitemates wanted to join in on dinner? That'd be something!"

"Something else what? Oh, would them come in here and tease you about having your girlfriend over? They're just jealous." Amy giggled as she kicked her legs gently under the table. She placed her hand son her face and looked at her boyfriend. "Need any help?"

Amy wasn't a good cook... well, she made okay meals sometimes, but she was certainly not as good as Mason so he normally didn't have her help. She wondered if there was something simple she could do that would help him out.

"Sure thing, Mason!" Amy said, hopping up out of her seat. She skipped over towards the fridge and opened it, leaning down to grab the noodles. She placed them on the counter and then kissed Mason on the cheek briefly after pointedly gesturing to his apron. "Here ya go!"

Okay sure!" Amy said, humming against his lips. She quickly pulled away and watched as he mixed the sauce and the noodles, the scent wafting up to her nose. She made a "mmmm" sound as she backed away. "Smells really good, Mason!"

"I think I will!" Amy said, grabbing the plate. She took it to her seat and began eating it. It was really good! She hummed contently as she slurped the noodles, leaving a little trail of sauce around her lips. She didn't care about that though and kept eating it.

"Did you? You guys stopped at places with stoves then, huh?" Amy asked, "It came out really good!"

"Oh, that's--" Amy was cut off when Mason leaned over and kissed her. Amy made a face at him as she put her hand playfully on his forehead, pushing him back to the other side of the table. She then wiped her lips off with a napkin, getting the leftover sauce off of her face.

"Dude! I'm trying to eat. This isn't lady and the tramp." She said, snorting at how ridiculous he looked with sauce on his lips. She patted the sauce off of her lips before she went back to her pasta, taking another bite of it. "So when you were on the road, it was you and your band right?"

”Well, that sounds like a fun trip! And I bet you guys got to go far, right? How far did you go again?” Amy asked, genuinely interested in how far he’d gone on the tour. The reason they’d never gotten together originally was because Mason was too busy on tour and Amy didn’t want to do long distance – she wanted to know what he did out on the road! Obviously hang out with all the girls. She snickered at the thought. She certainly wouldn’t blame him, even if he’d had a longstanding crush on her at the time!

”Well you better let your love eat. Or I’ll stab you with my fork, this stuff is too good for you to steal from me!” Amy said. She laughed at his last comment. ”Aww, aren’t you sweet. But still, the band must have been so much fun! Ever consider going back with them again?”

”Woah, Ireland, right! I’m so jealous.” Amy said, taking another slurp of her pasta. She’d never been overseas even though her father probably could afford to take her if she asked. She grinned when he said he couldn’t stop thinking about her. ”Oh really? I bet you didn’t think about me when you were sleeping with all the cute Irish girls! I mean, a musician? What girl wouldn’t be all over you?”

Amy wasn’t mad – after all, she’d had a few boyfriends in the span of time that Mason was overseas and on tour. They hadn’t worked out, but she was glad they ended. If any of them had lasted, well, maybe she wouldn’t be here with Mason right now. It was a kind of sobering thought but she laughed anyway. ”Oh thanks! I’ll definitely save it for later.”

"Aww how sweet, but I don't buy it." Amy taunted, though she could honestly see Mason only focusing on his music and not really on girls. That was more his scene anyway -- Mason was passionate about what he did. That was why Amy liked him so much! "Yeah sure I can help clean up!"

When he asked if she wanted to stay over, Amy grinned and stood up, taking her now empty plate of spaghetti to the sink. She began to wash it off so that the sauce didn't congeal. "You want me to spend the night? What are your intentions, you pervert?"

”You said that twice.” Amy teased, continuing to clean off the rest of the dishes and silverware used in today’s dinner. Once they’d washed and dried the dishes off Amy followed him into his room, the familiar surroundings making her smile. She looked at the little TV. ”We gonna watch a movie or something?”