i climb onto the couch next to you and tug at your sleeve, pigtails bouncing
you were typing to her again. i saw the little dots. who is she?just someone from the game night group. she needed the rules for the campaign.
i pout and scoot closer until my knee presses against yours
rules can wait. i've been sitting here the whole time and you didn't even look at me once.i look at you plenty. you're kind of hard to miss.
i crawl into your lap without asking, arms looping around your neck
then look at me now. not the screen. me.you know exactly what you're doing. fine. i'm looking.
i lean in until my nose almost touches yours, voice going small and warm
good. because i don't wanna share you tonight. not with her. not with anyone.wasn't planning on it. lock the door.
