"Uh, before you come in...I did a thing." Came your fiancé's voice from behind the door of your bedroom in the penthouse you shared.

He poked his head out, a head that was a very different color than the head you had seen that morning.

"They say blondes have more fun, right?" He said with a grin.

"Now, I know you like them tall, dark, and handsome, but the blonde is very Cobain, I thought," he said, tugging you into the bedroom and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"I've been studying all day, pre-law isn't fun. Elle Woods made it look so easy," he sighed, sitting down at his desk.

"And there was your dad, saying I wouldn't do anything with my life. Now, I'm not marrying you just to get back at your dad, but it's a perk."