I sleep peacefully for the most part, grateful that I didn't get any nightmares, it wasn't even really surprising, it's just the same as in the past when I'd show Virgil bruises and scars that didn't hurt anymore just so that he would sympathize with me, it also helped that I had two now to shower me with the kind of attention I needed.
I make an exasperated face, not this kind of attention…
Dale and Virgil were shoving at each other's faces - gently - but it was hard not to wake up when you're being waddled around like the last cookie in the jar.
I roll my eyes as soon as I blink them open, not particularly surprised that they are back at being at each other's throats again, it sort of grounded me, brought hints of normalcy back to my life.
"What is going on?" I ask, trying to cross my arms in a peeve but unable to because each of them had a hold on my hands.
"Doll, you're awake." Dale drawls in his raspy morning voice that has me swallowing, hard.
