2019-10-11 - Energetically Exhausted

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: Ever lay in the dark trying to fall asleep because you are exhausted... but you are also all twitchy and full of energy so can't fall asleep?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: maybe once or twice.

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: My eyes are tired and refuse to stay open. The rest of me feels ready for a dance party.

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: I wanted to thank you... for taking such good care of me. You really are pretty sweet, Sweets Man.

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: of course the answer for that is to be slow dancing, right? aww, it wasnt nothing. but if you tell anyone i'm actually nice i'll have to fine you and do unspeakable things to you, you know. 😃

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: Is that your dirty secret? That you have a soft side?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: wouldn't you say so? my secret, i mean.

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: what would it hurt to be known as the big strong guy who looks like he might rip your throat out, who has a soft spot for certain things?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: who would think i would want to rip their throat out if all I would rather do is cuddle in front of the television watching you drink the last of safeway's chicken noodle soup, watching the food network, and slowly falling asleep?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: maybe that's it. you can't sleep cuz i'm not there.

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: maybe! I am getting drowsier.. maybe you are relaxing me

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: [...] i like the thought of that. i choose to believe that i'm not putting you to sleep but that you find me comforting.

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: definitely the comforting part. i'll text you more tomorrow in between clients, okay?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: good. i like hearing from you. maybe i'll even be awake.

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: no more bad dreams, ok? or I'll come over there and fight them off for you

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: Oh, I am used to bad dreams. Those are a fact of my life.

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: aw. should i be there to chase those naughty dreams away? 🙂

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: Not tonight, but, maybe some time. I am so tired today I am just going to sleep deeply. How are you?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: me? uhh. how do you feel about lying?

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: I would rather you spoke the truth.

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: ok. i'm not doing well at all. i think i'm dying.

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: 🙁

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: Did I get you sick? How long have you felt like this?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: yeah. a coupla days now. it's why i haven't been over. i'd rather saw my own arm off then for you to find out i was sick and think you did it

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: Oh boy... it's going to get worse, so much worse. Did I get you sick? Tell me you were around other sick people so I feel better... but don't lie.

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: i don't think i was around any other sick people. certainly not the way i was with you, if you know what i mean. 😉

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: You mean how I fell asleep on you on the couch and probably drooled and snotted on you?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: i ean about how i knew you were sick but snuggled with you anyways. its not your fault, pumpkin-butt. 🙂

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: that one is not as nice as the others

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: My butt is not as big as a pumpkin

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: so no on pumpkin-butt. and no, some pumpkins can be pretty small. and pumpkin can be delicious. is your butt delicious? 🙂

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: No comment....

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: you know i'm only going to be thinking about it now, right?

(TXT to Everett) Nicole: I think you feel fine, making comments like that. Or is it the fever talking?

(TXT to Nicole) Everett: i've always got a fever where your concerned.