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Awake.

Its quarter to 2 and i couldn't be more awake.

As much as ive always fancied the thought of being with him as i sleep, this isn't quite what id hoped for... Trapping me is an apple scented ginger starfish who fidgets every 5 minutes. The covers are half on the floor and im starting to get cold.

Can this get any worse?

Yes, yes it could.

Drool. Hes now drooling on me.
This is just embarrassing now ive got to do something.
I carefully adjust the fluffball so not to wake him up and roll him up in the blanket. At least he cant fidget now...

Hes a surprisingly deep sleeper for such an unstoppable bundle of energy. At least he doesn't snore.
Its still rather cold in the room but I've come to far to unravel my little burrito boyfriend, my only choice is just to hug the roll like a body pillow.

Wait...

Did i say boyfriend?

My face flushed a new shade of pink as I burried my face in the orange mass of hair.

I guess i could sleep like this. With my boyfriend.
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I spoke too soon. Hes escaped

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