<span style="font-style: italic">Arrrrgh! These stupid red lights! </span>Vivienne's thoughts were surprisingly parallel to the thoughts of the first guest's as she sat impatiently at one of the red lights in question. She'd never been a patient driver, and always found her fuse was shorter than most when having to sit in traffic or wait on a red light. Perhaps it was the part of her that was accustomed to the constant rush of being a teacher? It seemed a teacher's work was never done. There was always SOMETHING that was on hold whether it was papers to grade, her classroom needed cleaned, her own home was a wreck, or something of the sort. It tended to put her in a rush on a regular basis in other things she did. Such as driving. Really who had time for this sort of thing?<br/><br/>Once the light turned green, she proceeded on trying to be mindful of her speed. The last thing she needed to ruin the one night she took for free time was a speeding ticket. She had gained enough of those on her way to work when she was late. As much as she complained and got agitated, she honestly loved her work. It was a big job with a lot to do, and it never seemed she'd be able to finish, but it truly was a labor of love. She loved her job so that she even took the liberty of chaperoning on the field trips. Which was how she met the man she was going to visit tonight.<br/><br/>She and Simon had met at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria about four months ago. The school had been going on a field trip and she'd chaperoned as always. She hadn't been exactly thrilled with the state of the place they'd went, but she had been thrilled by the man she met there. She admitted, she had a slight crush on Simon, but he just had a charm about him that was hard to resist. And he loved the children so much when they'd visited. It was a quality they shared.<br/><br/>It was also why she'd decided to take time out of her busy schedule and time out of her potential opportunity to get caught up with work on her house or grading to come to his dinner party. She'd baked a cake to take to him. It was something delicious and chocolately that didn't take too much time or effort to make. She wasn't being lazy, but his invitation had been slightly last minute (or more so her remembering about the party was) and she'd nearly missed her deadline. She'd made it though! And she wasn't a great cook, so a cake wouldn't look like it was rushed on her part.<br/><br/>She exited her own car apparently right after the first gentleman who'd arrived and straightened her dress. She didn't know what kind of attire he'd expected for such an event, so she wore a nice black dress that didn't appear too formal or too casual. It was a nice middle ground between the two. She got the cake out of her passenger seat and came to the door behind the man on the stoop.<br/><br/>Giving a smile she addressed the gentleman standing there. "Evening boys." She said to them and stepped up to stand a comfortable distance away from the unfamiliar gentleman whom was also a visitor. "I can agree with his statement about the traffic lights. They're quite the nuisance around here." She said with a pleasant laugh.<br/><br/><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=111574">@McPainty</a>