xp_daytripper | I like this couch.

The one in Nate and Moira's suite, that is. It's big and comfy and I never have trouble falling asleep on it (although staying asleep is an issue at the moment. Stupid nightmares). And it comes with its own alarm clock in the shape of a big, blue, obnoxiously cheerful parrot who was perched on the arm of the couch cooing in my ear and asking me if I was 'bene' this morning. Bella's scary clever, tho' - she knew I was on the sore side and didn't try and climb up me like she usually does, just waited until I'd sat down and climbed up the couch and into my lap that way.

What is it with everyone in this place - animals and people - adopting me? Do I have some sort of vibe? One of those 'she followed me home, can I keep her?' things? Not that I'm minding it at all - means I get pampered with Nate-breakfast. And he's even making soft things, since the jaw's one of the things that'll need more work. Scrambled eggs, yum.

And judging from the way the laptop's trying to float out of my lap, I'd say it's ready. Besides, need to go feed Frank and the girls, and then possibly even make it to a class today, if my face doesn't scare too many people.