#~tramp

Celia: /After talking to Marie, Celia was nothing less than furious with Tramp. True, this was only her second date with Tramp so they weren't dating exclusively, but the fact that he gave that poor girl the impression he was her boyfriend, while dating Celia really made her angry. What was even worse was that he made himself out to be such a gentleman, but he turned out to be just the kind of guy Celia was trying to avoid. She wasn't sure she'd be able to go through with the date, she was so disgusted with Tramp, but the opportunity to get back at him was too great to pass up. She had everything prepared in the kitchen for their date. Her biggest saucepan on the stove, a box of spaghetti, butter and all the proper utensils laid out on the counter. She was just putting her apron on when she heard her doorbell ring/ The door's open, come on in!

Lottie smiled up at Tramp as she carefully passed the little pink bundle to him, and his throat grew tight when he got a good look at her— a mass of dark, unruly hair like his own, a tiny button nose just like her mother’s. She let out a soft cry, and then Millie’s eyes fluttered opened to reveal the clearest blue eyes Tramp had ever seen, right next to his wife’s own. Just as he had with Lottie, the second Tramp looked into those eyes, he was a goner.