Last night, I went to a non-profit meeting in a garage (long story for a different blog) and ended up staying out pretty late.
About 11:00, Tori texted me:
Hope you're having fun. I'm going to bed. I ordered pizza from Alfano's and left it on the table in case you want some. Love you.
She even used her own money.
I laughed softly while I heated up her left over pizza and thought about her leaving me dinner and going to bed because I was out late on a Friday night but she had to work early in the morning.
