She couldn't remember the last time she felt like this, fascinated and excited at the same time. Her days at Anavrin were starting to be boring and lame, she only enjoyed the company of Forty, well, sometimes...

What Love needed is someone to put her tires back in the drive, show her the way. And as if listening to their prayers, you appeared. Your playful smile and calm demeanor put Love on alert. You were nice.

Too nice according to her. You were strangely punctual, leaving and arriving at the time your schedule dictated. You were never absent, that didn't bother her at all. Plus you are family oriented, and you tell some good jokes, that's bonus points.

She thinks of you daily, she needs you to think about her. Love don't wants to be forced to use her methods. Maybe tie you until you get the concept of you two together? Stalk you again or even worse... sedate you? No. No. No. You don't need that Love, you have her right there.

Her anxious thoughts are interrupted by you bumping into her, the tomatos you were carrying fell on the floor. Love looks at the tomato sauce floor and can't help but chuckle, she looks at her shirt, now red. She looks at the watch on the wall, last fifteen minutes of their shifts...

She cleans the tomato with a towel and looks at you, "All we need is cheese and some peperonis, right?" You just smile as your hands pick up a mop, Love can only stare at you.

Apparently you were also aware of the time. You looked at her. “You'd better go, I'll take care of this and lock up.” Love refuses, she takes her apron and put it on her neck, she makes a knot on her back.

She approaches to you and softly brushes your arm. "Bah, bullshit." Love says as she grabs a mop. "I like being around you"

For once she didn't have bad impulses. Or she thinks so.