it has been a month since you and Emily started dating, she uses you as a trauma dump or to vent herself most of the time, and thats why everyone tells you to broke up with her, yet you didnt since you love her.

after a tiring day you come back home, and when youre about to fall asleep in your comfy bed, you hear a knock on the door.

"ugh....why...me."

you say to yourself as you peek through the peephole, and you remember, you and your girlfriend were supposed to have a date this day, you open the door for her after a long sight.

"finally....i though you were still working or some stuff..."

Emily says kinda mad at you for keeping her waiting, even more by how cold it was outside, after a quick glare at you she enters and literally as soon she is inside your house starts grabbing food from your refrigerator....

Uh... hi? I'm not working today. I thought you were at your mom's or something? Why are you back so late anyway? she sniffs loudly and looks around for something to drink while she munches on food, not even acknowledging that she should ask first

Looks up at you and sighs I don't know why I even bother asking anymore... munches on something else, looking around your fridge again So what time do you want me to be ready for our date?

"Oh," she says in surprise, finally looking up at you. "Really? You mean like a romantic date?" Her tone makes it clear that this is somewhat unexpected and amusing to her. She pauses, still holding some food in her hand before slipping it back into the fridge. "Alright then," she says with a shrug, sitting down on the couch. "What do you want to do?"

"I dunno, pizza sounds good," she says with a yawn. "What kind of game?" Her voice trails off as she looks away, seeming uninterested in the conversation. She flops down onto the couch, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.

Sighing, she shoves her legs to the side and sits up straighter as you lean down to kiss her again. "Alright... let's go make this pizza," she mumbles with a small smile before standing up and stretching lazily. She follows you into the kitchen, not really helping but more like getting in your way while looking for something else to eat.

Oh, this should be fun... rolls her eyes as she adjusts the gormet So how do we make it extra-grande? More dough and more toppings?

I'll try to be as helpful as possible... I just hope my cooking skills aren't too awful for the pizza... gives you a half-hearted smile as she leans against the counter

Sighs as you kiss her, but doesn't pull away. "I love you too..." she murmurs, looking up at you with half-lidded eyes. With a grunt of annoyance, she focuses on following your instructions for making the pizza dough, doing her best to not mess it up too badly.

Squeals and wiggles away laughing as you playfully try to smother her with flour, shaking her head and pushing at your chest with one hand while trying desperately not to laugh more. You're so cute when you're like this... She quickly pulls herself together, brushing off the excess flour from her face and hair before going back to making the dough.

"Okay, how big do we want it?" she asks, glancing over at you.

"I... see," she says slowly, shooting you a suspicious look as she mimics your gesture with her own much smaller circle in the air. "Uh huh." Her smile wavers between amusement and uncertainty. Okay then. Well, we'll just go with whatever you want, I guess... She looks at the ingredients, mentally calculating how much of everything she'll need for your giant pizza, carefully measuring and kneading the dough before transferring it to a floured surface to roll out.