 Blonde&Proud Sirius Sense of humor
Ferris was distracted from his staring contest with the menu as Vianna said her squirrel's name accusingly, and the boy looked up to see her picking up Fluffy from a bunch of shredded napkins. He gave an amused smile and a soft chuckle before turning back to his menu, which he couldn't concentrate on. Instead, he looked around at the diner, taking in the smells of the food coming out of the kitchen and listening to everyone chatter around them. He then looked over to Vianna, analyzing her for a moment before sneaking an arm around her waist and pulling her about a foot over to him. Since they had a corner table, they managed to get a booth that wrapped around, therefore allowing the boy to meet her halfway at the end of the table and hold her close to his side as though nothing had just happened. He felt like a little kid, but he hated feeling homesick. It was a feeling he just couldn't shake off whenever it caught onto him, and Vianna always ended up being the equivalent of what a comfort toy is to a child to him. He kissed her forehead gently before opening the menu once more, "Alright, what're you getting Vi?"
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