Chris smiled as he set his paper grocery bag down on the kitchen counter in his flat. He liked to call his small nook of the world "Lindsay Manor" for kicks and giggles. It sounded glamorous, but it was really just a one bedroom in a decent apartment building that was paid for on a teacher's salary. Luckily, Chris's parents had offered to furnish a lot of the place, his mother insisting that he couldn't live without a sofa or a kitchen table. It was sweet, really, and he made sure to thank them any chance he got.
But tonight was about thanking someone else. Tonight was about doing something special for his someone special. And what better way to show his feelings than by cooking his significant other dinner? Chris had decided on homemade pasta with homemade sauce. He'd bought a bottle of sparkling moscato wine to go with it and carefully put it in the fridge to chill.
While he hadn't made pasta from scratch before, he was sure it couldn't be that hard. He had a recipe and he was following it to the T. He'd set the table out like it was a fancy restaurant, laid flowers across the chair he had reserved for his boyfriend, and even put out candles to light before they ate. He felt on top of the world, stirring his sauce and boiling the water as he checked his watch. Kyle would be there any minute.