Everything about Tina was bugging her today. It was like a complete 180 from yesterday where Bette could think of nothing wrong with her beloved. Tonight however, picking at her salad having dinner with Tina, everything annoyed her. Bette snuck a look at the woman opposite her, even her cooking bugged Bette. Tina had cooked dinner for the two of them and they were now eating it before going out. Bettes mood was such that even the perfectly grilled chicken ***** were stupid, not to mention the salad. Sneaking another peak it irked Bette to see Tina drenching her salad in dressing; it was like the leaves were drowning. And no croutonsJesus.how can someone eat salad without croutonsand Bette put some more croutons on her own plate. Look at her hand Bette thoughtshe is always moving it in circles while eating, thats so annoying. Not to mention the way Tina always shook her head to get the hair out of her face, like a dog.why doesnt she just move it with her hand like normal people. Bette took a huge bite of chicken, as if devouring it whole taking her anger out on it. Tina looked at heryoure very quiet tonight Bette, you feeling ok.Bette nodded. Without looking up she muttered.just because Im not yapping away like a chatterbox doesnt mean Im not feeling fine. Tina rolled her eyes and continued eating; Bette took a sip of wine, looking over the rim at Tinas C.D collection, on the other side of the apartment in the living room. Even in her bad mood Bette had to give it to Tina, she had good music taste. And in good music taste Bette meant she liked it. Bands like Sonic Youth, Modest Mouse, and At the Drive-in were a surprising mix with Yo-Yo Ma, Julie Delpy, Sarah McLaughlin, and various soundtracks. Bette spent hours one evening burning a couple of lovemaking C.Ds for the two of them. After spending hours at a time having ***** Tina suggested that a good C.D would be cool, and it would fill the minutes spent resting between each round. So Bette downloaded and burned two C.Ds, one for their crazy ***** sessions and one for the really slow sweet gentle ones. Thinking about that made Bette smile a little and she looked up again at Tina who was sipping her wine, she had such a beautiful throat. Bette stabbed a chicken breast and left her fork in it; standing upright it looked like a flag pole or something. Reaching for a piece of flat milk chocolate Bette put it in her mouth with one small end sticking out. Then Bette stared at Tina who looked at her. It took a few seconds for Tina to get it but once she did a smile crept on her face, putting down her glass she leaned forward and took the small end with her lips. They spent the next minutes sucking face and eating chocolate out of each others mouths.