Third person POV
"Do you want a can of soup... M'lady?" Mark asked in a silly voice. You couldn't help but laugh as he popped the soup can's lid open, a smirk spreading across his face because he made you laugh.
"Sure thing Mark." You say between giggles. You get up from the couch to grab the silverware.
"Dos thou wish to have a spoon or fork kind sir." You joked, putting bowls on the table.
"Spoon please. I'll clean the dishes this time." Mark stated. You started to pout like a two year old.
"But Maaaaaaark." You whined to him "It's my turn to be a gentlewoman! Stop working so hard." You ended, pouting. Mark ruffled your hair and you sat down to start eating. Everything was perfect but little did you know, it wasn't meant to last.
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