Heres to Romance

Cicero entered the Jug an Bottle, he looked around, this pub was certianly more brighter than Russian pubs Cicero hadn't decided if he liked it or not, he ordered a vodka shot, and looked around

He was waiting for Morticia, they had only been married for a couple of months but this was the first person Cicero actually showed any compassion for

Ticia walks into the pub, her long black cloak dragging behind her. She slides her tongue across her fangs, removing any trace of blood. Not only was she meeting her husband, but she was sure shed hear it from Danial later. Not that it wasnt worth it. Blood was wonderful. Spying cicero she slid onto a seat and smiles a little.

"good evening" he smspeaks "i am sorry if i am here late, i hade something to take care of"

A small smirk appeared on Cicero's face as he saw Ticia walk in, as she sat down he leaned over and kissed her on the side of the cheek, he then raised an eyebrow when she said she had something to take care, he didn't want it to be what he though it was

"Hmm, well I certainly hope you were behaving yourself" Cicero knocked back his vodka in an attempt to put the thought to rest that she had attacked someone

"So what drink can I get for you?" he asked slowly taking a light grip of her hand

Morticias lips curled back in a slight smirk. behaiving. thats one word that was not in her vocabulary.

"i need nothing to drink. i am quite alright darling" she said with a chuckle "so. how has your day been hm?"