[b]Eva - Home - Tony[/b]

After sending the text, Eva had jumped in the shower for a bit, not expecting Tony to show up right away. They’d been together long enough she kind of had it figured out that if she wanted a response from him right now, she had to call. She slipped on her [url= http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=101005331]pajamas[/url] and blow dried her wavy locks, walking barefoot back to the kitchen. She opened the fridge again, as if expecting there to be something there that wasn’t before, but nope. Nothing had changed. She sighed a bit and went to the cabinets, finding a half empty bag of chips. Shrugging, she grabbed it, dumping it into a bowl and getting the last coke from the fridge. 

[b]”If Tony doesn’t show, I might have to skip out and go shopping,”[/b] she mumbled to herself, walking to the living room and setting her ‘meal’ on the coffee table, the only light in the house on being in the kitchen. She laid on the couch, turning on tv and flipping through channels while snacking. She was starting to pull the throw off the back of the couch onto her when she heard a rumbling down the street. Raising an eyebrow she almost fell off the couch reaching for her phone that she’d set on the far corner of the table (why she had no idea) and looked for a text. But there wasn’t one. She frowned slightly, but when the loud noise got right up on the driveway she knew text or not who it was. 

Smirking and putting the throw back, Eva quickly got up and wiped crumbs off her cheek. She was to the door when she heard the knocks, getting on her tiptoes to see out of the peephole. Nothing. She narrowed her eyes, a devious grin on her face as she wondered what he was up to. [i]Oh well[/i] she thought to herself, slowly opening the door and seeing he’d put his hand over the sight. She bit her lip and shook her head, leaning against the door frame and putting her other hand on her hip as she let the door open fully. [b]”Well well. There you are, Anthony Teixeira,”[/b] she said, eyes having a sort of sparkle to them that only he got to see, and even then only when she was in a particularly happy mood.