After about three minutes, I soon fall asleep. I subcontiously twine my hand with Jace's again and let out a huff, my eyes slightly fluttering every once and a while.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
And it's morning. Double I - we'll have your character call at noon in story time. But we've extended this far too long.
Jace
The sun rises and I wake, my head clearer than before. I slip out of bed without waking Rayah and head off to check on the twins. Logan is awake and jumping up and down on his bed while Riley is off playing with her Little People Dollhouse. I lean against the doorframe and watch, thinking I should probably tell Logan to stop. But the joy on his face... I'll let someone else be the bad guy today.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I hear screaming and Moan again, not wanting to get up. I do it anyway and don't even change, walking downstairs and ploping down on the couch. "Morning." I muttered, hugging a pillow while closing my eyes again.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I set the twins down and they run to their mother, bombarding her with smiling faces and squeals. Smiling, I open the fridge and yawn, realizing we need groceries. Indigo is at my feet before I can finish the thought, shifting and holding his hand out for money. I sigh and give him twenty.
"Just get eggs, milk, and bacon," I tell him, "I can get the rest on my way home from work tomorrow."
He nods and heads off as I walk into the living room and sit beside my annoyed wife. Logan slaps his hand down on the couch, lightning crackling in the sky above, before leaping into my lap and pulling on my ear.
"Yeah, yeah, I"m listening," I yawn.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
They start screaming around me and I glare at them. "SHUT UP!" I yell, throwing the pillow over my face. They finally stop and I take a deep breath. "Thank you..." I muttered, running a hand through my hair.
Lightning cracks in the sky and I look at Logan, confused.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!