A/N: I don't own Twilight, yada yada yada. C'mon, you've heard it before.

Or is it read it before?
-ponders-

Dedicated to all the reviewers.
C'mon. You want a story to be dedicated to you, right?


Edward used to like buttons. They kept everything very nice, very neat, very orderly. Beautiful, in a way.

The sort of way Edward likes things. No fuss.

He's had a certain change of perspective since then.

Because Edward really doesn't like buttons anymore.

Zippers, either. Not even strings. They've all just got to go.

It's just a matter of convenience, really.

Playing with his bronze hair thoughtfully, he opens the door to his room. Their room.

"Hello."

Ah.

Bella.

Yes. A matter of convenience.