”Stubborn is an ugly word, I prefer determined.” she said as she looked over at him. It was not in Violet’s nature to turn away from a challenge- Even though she knew she should not be carrying on with Tyson like this- but she was. It was not a though she was doing anything too horrible at the moment, she had not let it go too far, she had not quite crossed the line, she was merely toeing it at the moment. That didn’t really make it okay, but it at least gave her some credit… or something. Or so she could rationalize anyway. She would do her best to make sure she was not crossing the line, no matter how tempting the temptation was. Which in this case was very, very tempting. Letting out a small laugh she sh0ok her head.
”Oh yes, they will die when I tell them all about the romantic lamp you got me.” Not that she would tell them that, they would think it was stupid, but then that was sort of what it was like being in a relationship with someone, they were able to have these jokes about lamps and they thought it was great, it didn’t actually matter what anyone else thought. They could all kicks rocks for all she was concerned. Looking at him for a moment she laughed once more. The idea of a white picket fence was so far from what she had ever considered in life. She wanted to be happy, just not white picket fence happy.
What was she expecting? ”I don’t want that whole trope… the white picket fence was never for me… you know?” She said as she thought about it for a moment. ”I always thought I would have a family a couple of kids who kick ass…” She was not interested in the boring things in life but always the more exciting… ”A home somewhere in Melbourne or wherever I want to settle. I want to keep coaching, maybe for the Aussie team…” She shrugged.