The Devil is concerned, as I went and crawled in with him at five this morning for an extra hour of snoozles and I passed out hard against his neck and if you listen to him tell it, he basically lay there and panicked as I would stop breathing for ridiculously long periods in the dark, gasp for air out of the blue and then do it all over again three minutes later.
It's just a cold, Diabhal. I've been fighting it all fall.
That's not a cold, Neamhchiontach, but it's usually not this bad.
Time of year, that's all.
(I've found my solid gold excuse for everything, as of late. Bad day? Time of year. Feeling not up to doing something? Time of year, I tell them. Didn't laugh at a joke? Time of year, for sure.)
That doesn't work on me.
What doesn't? I play dumb, batting my eyelashes just once so he catches me.
You're adorable, he smiles. I'm very grateful you brought your snoozles to me this morning. It's been quiet in my wing.
Sam's free.
Not that quiet, he corrects with a chuckle. I am concerned about you though.
I know. I say it quietly.
He plants a rather violent kiss on the top of my head, taking my hands in his and pulling me right up to his face. Tonight you spend with me, okay? I just want to see if it is a lot worse or if it's just been a while and I'm misremembering-
You can just ask, you don't need to find an excuse, Diabhal-
Time of year, Bridget, he says and I get it.
It's just a cold, Diabhal. I've been fighting it all fall.
That's not a cold, Neamhchiontach, but it's usually not this bad.
Time of year, that's all.
(I've found my solid gold excuse for everything, as of late. Bad day? Time of year. Feeling not up to doing something? Time of year, I tell them. Didn't laugh at a joke? Time of year, for sure.)
That doesn't work on me.
What doesn't? I play dumb, batting my eyelashes just once so he catches me.
You're adorable, he smiles. I'm very grateful you brought your snoozles to me this morning. It's been quiet in my wing.
Sam's free.
Not that quiet, he corrects with a chuckle. I am concerned about you though.
I know. I say it quietly.
He plants a rather violent kiss on the top of my head, taking my hands in his and pulling me right up to his face. Tonight you spend with me, okay? I just want to see if it is a lot worse or if it's just been a while and I'm misremembering-
You can just ask, you don't need to find an excuse, Diabhal-
Time of year, Bridget, he says and I get it.