and I loved you so much it was making me sick
”Mm, you’re right there,” Vai mumbles, finding herself melting back against him, her concentration on breakfast lapsing somewhat. Luckily he decides against sticking around to help more - and they have his rumbling stomach to thank for it - allowing her to finish up and get the food onto plates. That done, she sinks down beside him, adding milk and sugar to her coffee (some people might be sweet enough, but Vai is a bitter bitch sometimes and needs all the help she can get) and shooting him a sunny smile.
”You’re not going to wake up again,” she says jokingly; the look on his face suggests that he thinks he might be dreaming. ”Dig in. Though, I’ll admit - I didn’t expect my first experience of a ramphire to be in sausage form.”
”You’re not going to wake up again,” she says jokingly; the look on his face suggests that he thinks he might be dreaming. ”Dig in. Though, I’ll admit - I didn’t expect my first experience of a ramphire to be in sausage form.”
