{"id":30207,"date":"2013-02-18T04:51:27","date_gmt":"2013-02-18T04:51:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/18\/valentines-day-76\/"},"modified":"2013-02-18T04:51:27","modified_gmt":"2013-02-18T04:51:27","slug":"valentines-day-76","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/18\/valentines-day-76\/","title":{"rendered":"Valentine&#8217;s Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamvictor-roth.tumblr.com\/post\/43375061998\/valentines-day\">iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/43374619991\/valentines-day\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamvictor-roth.tumblr.com\/post\/43371539791\/valentines-day\">iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/43365697676\/valentines-day\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamvictor-roth.tumblr.com\/post\/43363997103\/valentines-day\">iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>Victor stood at Summer\u2019s front door, fidgeting. He had a bouquet of red and white roses in one hand. He raised his left hand and knocked on her door then returned his hand to his pocket where he double checked and reassured himself he\u2019d remembered the tickets. It was 4pm, he was surprising her and showing up an hour and a half earlier before they had to leave for that reason.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>To be honest, Summer had been ignoring Valentine\u2019s Day for so long she\u2019d forgotten what day it was. So when someone knocked on the door, she was still in her sleep clothes, curled up on the couch with a cat and a book. \u201cComing,\u201d she hollered, startling Lil Doc, and padded over to the door, opening it and peering out curiously. \u201cHey, Victor.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cHey Summer,\u201d he said, giving her an almost shy smile, \u201cum, surprise, Happy Valentine\u2019s Day.\u201d Victor handed her the bouquet of roses then rocked back on his heels. \u201cI was hoping you wouldn\u2019t mind catching a show with me then headed back to my place for a late dinner?\u201d He was most definitely out of his element here, he\u2019d never taken anyone out for Valentine\u2019s Day and he was hoping the night he had planned would be satisfactory.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Her mouth dropped open at the roses. \u201cOh, Victor! Oh, wow.\u201d She buried her nose in the flowers, eyes closed in bliss. One hand flailed at his arm, grabbing him and pulling him inside. \u201cCold,\u201d she explained. \u201cThank you. Wow.\u201d She laid the flowers aside carefully and threw her arms around him. \u201cThank you so much.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Victor was momentarily surprised and relieved at the same time. He was surprised at her reaction and relieved that she liked the flowers. \u201cOf course love, I assumed that this is what you do, on Valentine\u2019s Day.\u201d He kissed her cheek quickly and smiled and he lifted her up a bit and spun around. \u201cSo I hope you don\u2019t mind me surprising you dear, I came early so that you would have time to get ready. We don\u2019t have to leave for the show for another hour and a half if that\u2019s alright?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;If you don&#8217;t distract me too much while I get ready, it&#8217;s fine,&#8221; she laughed. &#8220;What show?&#8221; Extricating herself from his arms with a kiss, she picked the flowers back up and headed for the kitchen, snagging a pair of scissors and putting them by the sink. A moment&#8217;s search yielded a crystal vase, and she set to work arranging the flowers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: Victor stood at Summer\u2019s front door, fidgeting. He had a bouquet of red and white roses in one hand. He raised his left hand and knocked on her door then returned his hand to his pocket where he double checked and reassured himself he\u2019d remembered the tickets. It was 4pm, &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/18\/valentines-day-76\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Valentine&#8217;s Day<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,1052,3385],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30207"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=30207"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30207\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30207"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30207"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30207"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}