It's been a long week and I found myself waking up at twenty to ten. The Small Object of Desire was already awake, which was even more unusual.
"Hello you. Do you want me to make you a nice cup of tea?"
She said, snuggling up to me.
"Yes please," I replied.
"This is the bit where I usually go back to sleep, isn't it?" she asked.
"Yes."
"It's good to be predictable."
An hour later, I'm fighting the urge to put the kettle on.
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I think you should purchase a Goblin Teas Made.
Sx
Never fight the urge.....
Scarlet: we wouldn't dare, the innuendo would keep us giggling for days.
Libby: ordinarily I wouldn't, there was a principal at stake and we're both a bit bloody-minded
That is exactly the discussion that occurs in my household on a Saturday morning. x
Oh, this was so lovely.
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