"Is there anything that needs to be done today?"
Sandra laughed, alcohol still on her breath. "If there is, it isn't getting done today." She smiled, and started staring at the ceiling. She was starting to regret that surplus of alcohol she downed last night, and looked to Mason.
"Are we married yet?" She giggled, and looked at her hands, twirling the ring he gave her on her finger, and then just laid her head on his shoulder, her hand resting on his neck, as her thumb rubbed his cheek.