[ It's wonderful when she finally gets to go and rest -- and what's she seeing but Chuck in his boxers, studly as a cardiac surgeon can be, playing angry birds because he's a giant manchild and of course he'd fucking play angry birds.
She heads towards the dresser to pull off her damp shirt, pulling on another and dropping the previous in the laundry hamper by the door. It's lovely, this time of night where it's just the both of them and neither Percy or Max are in their bed and it's nice to get him all to herself for the night.
And, you know -- she glances over at where he's playing, then frowns. She's climbing into bed beside him then, turning out the lights save for their bedside lamps. ]
Sign on to Candy Crush, too. I need you to give me life.
[ ...She can be addicted to stupid games too, shut up. ]
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She heads towards the dresser to pull off her damp shirt, pulling on another and dropping the previous in the laundry hamper by the door. It's lovely, this time of night where it's just the both of them and neither Percy or Max are in their bed and it's nice to get him all to herself for the night.
And, you know -- she glances over at where he's playing, then frowns. She's climbing into bed beside him then, turning out the lights save for their bedside lamps. ]
Sign on to Candy Crush, too. I need you to give me life.
[ ...She can be addicted to stupid games too, shut up. ]