Wisteria: Come ‘ere…

It was my first kiss, I know that’s kind of lame, having a first kiss so late in my life. I had no idea if I was doing it right, but again, I don’t think Macaron minded. The smile on his face, and the way he couldn’t form words made me know I at least did a decent job.

Wisteria: Would you be mine?

He was speechless and just sort of nodded enthusiastically. But even without words. I knew. Macaron was my boyfriend, and I couldn’t be happier.