Hardly a moment after they left the restaurant, Howard slipped his hand into Maria’s. Though it was only their second date, Howard felt more of a connection with her than he’d felt with, well, pretty much any girl he’d dated so far. Not that he’d been particularly serious about any girl until now. True, there were quite a few differences between them, where they were in their lives and careers, what paths they chose to follow, and yet there were obvious and undeniable similarities that connected them. ❛ Tell me more about your parents, ❜ he said. ❛ How’d they meet? How long have they been together? ❜

   “What is wrong with my name?”

❝ yeah. you look kind YOUNG to be Tony’s mother, what’s the secret? ❞

DO I DARE SAY......... MOMSQUAD ??

[TEXT: MARIA  🍑 ] where are we getting dinner tonight?

          ❛ I um... I was just gonna drop these off, ❜ he said quietly, holding up the thick manila envelope. He was staring at her as if he’d never seen her before. ❛ How-- How are you? ❜

          ❛ So, what do you think? ❜ he asked. He was wearing a new suit, not at all in the same vein as those old, worn out, ill-fitting clothes he’d had his whole life. His hair was neatly styled, and looked as if it had been recently trimmed, and by far the most obvious of these changes had to be the thin moustache he was now sporting. He was certainly a much different looking Howard than the one she had last seen a month ago. They had written to one another nearly every day of course, but it really didn’t compare to having her near him once again. ❛ You like it? ❜

( SMS → MARIA. ) and I love yuo you now taht rightt???