I am sat at the computer in my bathrobe, having just come out of the shower in preparation for going out tonight. J has just called up the stairs from the kitchen, “Five minutes, Luce.” (Yes, ‘Luce’. *cringes*). We are alone in the house.
I’m not sure whether I should laugh with the easy sweet familiarity of it all, or run, run for the hills screaming in terror that this is what, like, proper couples do! It’s fine. It’s lovely. It’s working :-)
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