I pull closer to him, needing him to keep me stable. He drank more blood than expected, but I am fun with it. I lay my head on his shoulder and rub his back
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
We get out and I use the rest of my energy to dart back to his place. I barely manage to jump through the window, but all I was to do is lay down. I curl up on the couch and smile as I see Joe jump through the window.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
There’s always a story. It’s all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything’s got a story in it. Change the story, change the world. — Terry Pratchett