7 Day Writing Prompt Challenge: Prompt #7 Putting it All Together

Finally the last day! It's been quite the chaos trying to get all of these written, but I'm proud that I did this. Even though it took a month.... But we'll ignore that. I hope you all enjoyed all of the original writing I've posted. And hopefully next week (or maybe this week if I find the inspiration) I'll have another blog post posted.

He and She

Emma Greere

They met at work. Neither knew each other, but he wanted to talk to her. He really, really wanted to talk to her. She couldn’t hear what he said so he wrote down messages on sticky notes and pasted them on her desk. He couldn’t see how green her eyes were so she told him that she had boring brown eyes so he wouldn’t think that he was missing out on such a beautiful color.
He asked her out on a date, a place where there wasn't a lot of light. When she signed to him that she didn't like dark places he apologized and signed back to her saying that he didn't like bright places. All of the white lights tended to hurt his eyes. There never seemed to be a happy medium for the two of them. But they somehow (in all of their disagreements) worked.
He liked traveling, she hated traveling. He liked green beans, she liked them in moderation.
He and she. They would be told how cute they were together. They would brush aside those comments and shrug and maybe reply back, “He (or she)’s not cute, I’m not cute. Neither of us are cute. We are highly attractive and so are highly attracted to one another.” There was something about the word ‘cute’ that rubbed them the wrong way. They hated the word. So childish and if you ever apply cute to anything you almost automatically think of a bunch of pre teen girls squalling over a ‘cute’ celebrity couple. They would rather not be considered ‘cute’.
Maybe unconventional, but they liked each other. Maybe not quite ready for the word love yet, but they liked.