He is still sick and sleeping about 12-16 hours a day.
During His up time he eats, makes provocative suggestions that he is in no fit
state to follow through with and dies again. Today He even threw in an apology
for not being a lot of fun and wasting our precious time together. Of course
being the polite well brought up woman that one can be... preens quietly... one
graciously waved it off and pointed out that sickness was a part of life...
Besides it hasn't been all bad. It's been very freeing being
able to scamper to the bathroom without having to ask permission.
He lunged...
And missed
Wonders idly if that was a sign of improvement or the fever
making Him a bit irrational...
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Well, I hope that his fever dreams are not about plotting his revenge...
well I was going to say I hope he feels better soon, but now I'm not so sure that would be such a good thing to wish for!
You're both mean girls :P
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