My problem

Today, is the first day of my ramblings. You will get to listen to me go on about things for the rest of this month and probably next month. And the one after that too. AJ again is still writing Darwynn’s Law, but we aren’t ready to share it yet. So we’ll see how it all goes in the long run. New house and all that stuff. This is less pressure.

So without further adieu here we go. Today’s word was expensive. AJ will draw something potentially on her lunch hour, so I might post that the day after. BUT, I wanted to talk about what do you get when your boyfriend doesn’t like to talk, has expensive taste and you do not?

Alex’s birthday is coming up like next Wednesday – Halloween. What should I dress up as too? I know I’d pull off Captain Jack Sparrow. I mean just checkout the man I’m modeled after

The only thing he’s missing the hat. I have the swagger and the charm!

But back to the topic. What do you get the man of your literal fucking dreams for his birthday?

He has a watch. He has a car. Not that I could actually afford anything he’d like. So my go to is to make him food, which would have happened anyway. So do I make him breakfast which is like his absolute favorite bacon and pancakes with ice cream? Or do I go all out and do the fancy dinner at home with candles and soft music and lots of seductive mood altering things. I could probably cook up all sorts of aphrodisiacs to serve us. I think AJ has a menu for Zane and Angel running around somewhere full of them. (Side note, if you’ve not read it all ready go check it out!!)

And I could wrap myself with a bow and let him unwrap me… again something I’d already let him do…

I can do everything I would normally do, or I can do something special. Take him out to eat? Maybe a horse drawn carriage ride around the city, a museum? Le sigh, so running out of time.

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My name is Nox Sétanta. I am first and foremost a fictional character escaped from the mind of my creator AJ. In layman's terms I'm a magic wielding monster hunter born to my human mother and my Venatori father.

4 thoughts on “My problem”

  1. “And I could wrap myself with a bow and let him unwrap me…” :lol: I can just see Alex smirking about that one. For some reason, I’m imagining a supersized version of a fussy gift box/gift bag bow.

    Maybe make him a promise to never waste good food (especially pancakes) ever again? That seems to be a pet peeve with him.

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