Matt slept in the other day, and was still in bed when I got off work. So I crawled in next to him and warmed my perpetually cold hands on his back. After I got up, he rolled over into the spot I had been in and I heard him mutter, “You’re a fucking warmth vampire.”
Been there, stupid winter. I can’t wait for some nice 90 degree days so I can thaw the hell out.
You have the best one line conversation clips. Laughed about this earlier and when I read it just now, I laughed again.