Nothing better for a cold stormy night than to cuddle on the sofa with a glass of wine and your favorite doctor talking non stop about a show about planes.
It doesn't matter that you don't care for said show, because he holds you while he talks, and you can feel his heartbeat, his breathing, his there with you, alive, for many years to come.
Nothing better for a cold stormy night than to cuddle with your favorite demon, who just lets you talk while looking at you with adoration in that feline eye. You know that one day you´ll be no longer there, no one is going to take your place, no one is going to hold him and share their warmth. So, in the meantime, it only remains to pretend that you don´t worry about your own mortality, that there is only happiness and shows about planes that you like too much.
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