The smoke alarm goes off seconds before the doorbell, but the oven can wait.

Smoke billows behind you while she beams before you. “I brought wi—oh, wow.”

You sigh at the blackened promise of ‘simple and easy’ romantic dinner, but she leans against you, as natural as breathing. “Pizza?”

Rebecca Ruvinsky is a student and emerging writer in Florida. Found at @writeruvinsky, she has work forthcoming in Underland Arcana and Prospectus. In her free time, she writes daily poems and goes to rocket launches.