-I Used To Be Love Drunk, Now I'm Hungover, I'll Love You Forever, Forever Is Over- PRP Between Scoobi and Kindro

Eliana smiled back at him, before pulling a short red dress off the rack and trying it on. She looked in the mirror, and shook her head. She hung it back up, and got down a dress down with a black top and sebra-print skirt. She pulled it on, and grinned, knowing it was the one she wanted to wear. She shuffled through her shoes before pulling out a pair of plain black Converse. She pulled them on, then smiled, looking into the mirror. The look was a little young for her age, but she pulled it off with flying colors.

Frank smiled, also wearing Converse.

Eliana pointed at Frank's feet with a smile. "Nice shoes, Frankie," she said, before slipping into her robe and going into their bathroom, to do her hair and makeup. She invited him in, smiling.

Frank smiled, and stayed in their closet, sitting in the corner his head back, his eyes closed.

Eliana shrugged when he didn't come in. She did her eye makeup lightly, highlighted her cheek bones with some blush, and put on some lip gloss. She pulled her hair into a bun, letting a few long, curly tendrils fall into her face. She smiled, then walked into their closet. "How do I look?" she asked Frank, with a small smile.

Frank looked up and smiled. "Beatiful, Darling" Frank said in a weird acsent, then laughed at the end, and hopped down off thier bed.

Eliana chuckled. She kissed his cheek, then picked up their home phone, as it started ringing. "Hello?...Yes, this is she...You what?...Ohmygosh. Uh...I dunno. I'll have to talk to him...Yeah...Okay...Bye." She hung up, then started laughing. "Rolling Stone wants us to do a nude photo shoot," she said simply, collapsing on the bed, giggling.

"Uhhh...No." Frank said looking over at her, his face serious. "No! No no no no no no no no a million google blocks NO." Frank said suing his hands to indicate "No fucking way, am I doing that!".

"They wouldn't see anything," Eliana said. "They'd cover...it up," she said, motioning to his groin, her crotch, then her chest. "Plus, it's Rolling Stone! That would get you so much publicity."

"I don't give a fuck about publisity, and You of all people should know that." Frank said walking out of thier room, and outside, sitting in thier driveway.

Eliana sighed. She really didn't want to be fighting with him right now, so she called them back. "Hello...Yes, this is Eliana Iero, delivering a message for Frank...'Fuck no'. Alright. Bye." She hung up, then sighed, plopping back down on their bed. After a few moments, she joined him in the driveway, carrying two Cokes. She handed him one, and popped the tab on hers. She sighed, taking a sip.

(( do they happen to have Coke, like regular coke?? ))

[lol, sure. I changed it to Coke, just for your benefit. xD]

(( thank you ))

Frank smiled, and opened his sipping it lightly.

"I'm sorry," Eliana said, before taking a long drink of the fizzy liquid. "I really should've known that you wouldn't want to d--" She burped, interrupting herself. She began laughing. It had been unintentional--Coke always made her burp like crazy. She cleared her throat, still giggling. "'Scuze me," she said.

Frank laughed lightly, and sighed a happy sigh, and smiled.

Eliana set her Coke aside, and hugged Frank. "I love you," she said softly.

"i love you to." Frank smiled, and hugged her back.

Eliana smiled. She checked her phone. It was almost six. "We need to leave, if we wanna make our seven o' clock reservations," she said.

Frank nodded, and stood up, trotting into the house, to grab his wallet, and his keys, and walked back out, starting the car, sitting in the Driver's seat.

Eliana stood, brushing herself off. She guzzled the rest of her Coke, followed by several burps, and threw the can away. She ran inside, grabbed her clutch, then hopped into the passengers seat in the car. She buckled up, then smiled over at Frank, holding out one of her hands to him.

They had gotten back, and it was morning. He had passed out on the couch after gussling a couple of Bud Lights. He groaned, and sat up slowly. He smiled, and walked into the kitchen making breakfast. He breathed out, and made a pot of coffee.

Eliana woke up to a text from her mom, asking to come and get the twins. She sighed heavily, and got up, only to fall back onto the bed. How much did I drink last night...? she thought to herself. Heck, I can't go get the twins. Not now. And I doubt Frank's any better. He drank all those beers last night... She rubbed her temples, and sighed heavily again. "Fraaaaaaaank," she called, before an ache rose in her head. "Crap," she muttered, closing her eyes tight.

(Dude...cuss words....)

[Sorry! So sorry. D: Fixed it.]