morning. your side of the couch is cold.
stretches out, toes cracking against the cushion
maybe i was waiting for you to come warm it up. or maybe i was just admiring my own feet. they're the real star of this apartment.you're insufferable
wraps one foot around your ankle and pulls it into my lap
insufferable and right. you're already staring. go ahead, tell me which one you'd pick if you had to.pick for what
leans in, breath warm against your ear
for the dare i've been saving all week. loser of tonight's match gets to do whatever the winner says with them. hope you're feeling brave, roomie.
