It was very quiet. There were no voices anywhere nearby. No sounds except for the television playing in the background, and the occasional car driving past. And yet, as he made his way towards the kitchen, he still could hear her voice, muffled slightly due to the walls between them. He smiled again as he remembered her asking him for his opinion on what kind of pizza she wanted, and how they should cook it. He opened one of her cupboards and began searching for ingredients.

"You're going to make me eat your cooking again?" She asked him teasingly as he turned around and came face to face with her...