Subject: Write a romantic scene with humor in it.
Time Period: Any
Length: 500 Words
Due: This Month
Evets Relhots woke up and struggled to climb out of bed. His badly overused mattress surrounded Evet’s body like a hotdog in an oversized bun. It was still early but his lips stretched into a wide grin. Today’s the day! Date night! He glanced over to the clock in his room, it was still noon. Evet’s shook his head. This better be worth it waking up this early on a Saturday!
Evets walked to the bathroom, glancing in the mirror. He combed the gray thinning hair over the large bald spot on the back of his head and brushed the four teeth in his mouth to a shiny yellow glow. With a smile of satisfaction, he walked back to get dressed. Selecting the clothes with the fewest holes as possible, he quickly threw them on and move around his little apartment to get ready.
His apartment was cluttered and dusty and a pile of dirty dishes rested in the sink. All ready!
Sitting down in his chair, he flipped on the TV and took a nap.
A knock on the front door woke Evets up. He sat up in his chair, wiping the drool from his jaw with his sleeve. “Come in!” he yelled.
The sound of the door opening could be heard followed by a softly spoken feminine “Hello.”
“In here!” Evets called from his chair.
A slender woman walked into the room, her hair all done in a stylish curl and clothes that suggested she was ready for a night on the town. “Evets?” she asked.
“Yes, yes. Mary?” Evets replied, from his chair.
“Um … it’s Martha.” She replied, raising an eyebrow.
Evets replied with a wide-eyed grin. He was excited. It had been years since he had a date. Let alone with a woman less than half his age. Why… she had to be only in her sixties!
“Are we going out somewhere?” Martha asked, looking around the small apartment.
“No, no! I thought we’d stay here. We can cook a dinner here and relax. Plus, the Little Sister show is on tonight! Gotta see that!”
Martha, looked around the apartment as he spoke. “Well, I guess it would be nice …,” she spoke, with a hint of hesitation in her tone.
“Great! Here let me clean up the place a bit.” Evets said.
“Okay … I’ll give you a hand.”
Evets smiled and jumped to his feet. Martha sat down her purse and flashed a timid smile.
“Here, you start here and I’ll start there,” Evets said pointing in the far corners of the small room. He walked over to a corner and watch as Martha started to straighten her corner of the room. Evets smiled.
After a few minutes of cleaning, Evets walked back to his chair and watched as Martha cleaned up.
An hour of cleaning passed, Martha looked over at Evets, wiping the sweat from her face. She offered a weak smile.
“Great job!” Evets said with a smile. “Let’s make some dinner, I’m sure you’re hungry.”
Martha smiled and followed Evets into the kitchen. Evet’s heard her sigh as they approached the sink full of dishes. “Here, just let me wash these up real quick,” he said as he very slowly picked up a plate and placed it under the water. Moving slowly, he could sense Martha’s impatience.
“Here, let me do that,” Martha said, rolling up the sleeves on her blouse.
Evets backed away and sat down in a nearby seat. He repeatedly nodded watching Martha work in a frenzy as plates, pots and soap bubbles danced in front of her. She turned around to reveal an empty sink, a wet blouse, and a thin smile.
“Great! Now let’s get some dinner on the stove,” Evets said, springing from his chair. Evets went to the refrigerator and pulled out various boxes and jars. “Here it is!”
With a heavy sigh, Martha turned on the stove and started opening the boxes.
“Let me know if you need anything,” Evets said, going back into the other room and turning on the TV. He flipped over to The Little Sister Show and soon became captivated on trying to figure out which little sister would be booted from the house that night.
“Evets!” Martha shouted out.
Evets looked from the TV screen to see Martha standing there with two plates of food in her hands. “Sure, bring it in here,” he said looked back to the TV.
They ate without talking, since Evets’ eyes were fixed on the show. When they were done, Martha leaned in and whispered, “how about some dessert?”
“Nah, I’ve got nothing out there but some Reese cups and a few taffy pieces.”
“I’ve got something else in mind,” she said with a wink.
“Nah, I’m not much into sweets. Why don’t you make us some coffee.”
“Hmph…,” she sighed, walking back into the kitchen.
Back with two cups of coffee, Martha sat down a cup next to Evets. “Here you go,” she said, a warm smile back on her face.
“Thanks,” Evets replied, eyes still focused on the TV. Evets continued watching his show until he reached for the coffee to find the cup empty. He looked up to see Martha staring at him with eyes seemingly wanting to say something. Maybe she wants to leave? Yes, that must be it.
“Well, thanks for coming by,” Evets said standing up.
“Yep, stop by again sometime,” Evets walked her to the door and helped her wiggle the doorknob to open the door. “Cheapskate landlord… sorry about that,” Evets smiled.
“I could stay … longer,” Martha said, reaching her hand out for him.
“No, no. No need. I had fun. Thanks Mary,” Evets said helping her out the door. As he closed the door he saw Martha with her eyes closed and lips pushed together. Evet’s let out a laugh in response to her funny face. How cute, she does impressions … of some kind.
As loud stomps rang out from the wooden stairs outside, Evets stretched him arms and let out a long sigh. He looked over at the clean sink and walked back through his clean living room and once again sat back down into his chair. Well, the place looks great! I should do this more often!