_{wife | lorelaithesecond}

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_{IT WAS WITH A VICIOUS SORT OF FEROCITY THAT SHE STALKED INTO THE KITCHEN, her attention as focused as it always was when she was on the hunt for food. the only difference this time was that she wasn’t entirely sure she’d be able to find what she was looking for. generally, luke came with her grocery shopping ( he insisted that she’d never bring home any decent food otherwise ), but this week she’d gone without him. chances were that she’d failed to pick up anything healthy. ugh. just GREAT. brow furrowed as she continued her search, going as far as opening the oven to see if she’d managed to store any apples in there. nope. finally she stopped, letting out a sigh as hands were placed firmly on her hips. finally she laid her eyes on the object of the search ( in the fridge —– in hindsight, that’s where she should’ve looked first ), grabbing TWO apples and heading back to the living room to sit next to luke. “okay, i got to the kitchen and i wasn’t really in the mood for popcorn —— so i picked a different snack. i brought you one —— here,” she held out the fruit, eyes locked on the tv as she spoke.}

_{he stares at her for the briefest of moments before leaning forward and clicking off the tv. he wasn’t too concerned about the backlash he was going to receive from doing such an action, he was more concerned as to why his junk food loving wife was currently biting into an APPLE. despite his pleas, lorelai has seemingly never taken his advice on eating healthier. an alarm bell went off in his brain once she appeared with the apples, a second sounded after she acted like it’s not a big deal. ‘ you’re eating an APPLE. ’ he takes the fruit handed to him, setting on the coffee table to look at her.}