Everything is quiet around the house, and muddled and shitty. The idea of just laying in your bed is so nice and welcoming, 'but- wait- WAIT- today's free? Huh.... well if that's the case.' In the closet there are spare blankets most of them fluffy and soft and one or two weighted, they lay welcoming to joining them on the bed now, it so soft and warm.
A clump acts as a cuddle buddy and everything fades, exept the blankets and their soft soft confort.
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I know this is short even for this book but it's late and this is the only thing I want, and quite honestly what else do you need?
