Anniversary

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December 8th, 1981

"Johnny, wakey wakey." Paul shook him gently.

"Mmwha?" John lifted his head. "Ugh, what?"

"A year ago today," he grinned.

"Oh, hell yes!" He jumped out of bed. "He isn't getting out anytime soon, right?"

"Shouldn't be." Paul shivered slightly. "I hope."

"He won't take a step near me Paulie, I'll kill him with me bare hands." John cracked his knuckles.

"I know you will," he laughed. "Now then, who wants some breakfast?"

"Nope, sleep." He pulled him into their bed despite his protests. "Goodnight."

"John, come on! Zoeii is waiting!" Paul squirmed around.

"She's a big girl, she can make her own food," John grumbled. "Just sleep with me."

"Oh, alright," he agreed after he got his mind out of the gutter. "Goodnight."

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