Either that, or you've been spending far too much time sitting on your arse when you should be waiting on me hand and foot. On a serious note, perhaps you should consider getting a new bed. My sofa is ancient and if that's more comfortable than your bed, there might be a serious issue. Now tell me, are we hiding away in my house for the foreseeable or can we actually go outside once in a while? The sun is shining and I think it might be nice to actually get to enjoy it together.
Love, first of all, ouch, but you're right, I might've become a bit too comfortable on that sofa. It's practically got my imprint now, like a lazy little cave I've carved out. And listen, I do wait on you hand and foot… emotionally, at least. Spiritually. I pass you things, sometimes. That counts, right? But you're right, the sun's out, I've got my legs so pale they could blind small animals, and I think it's time we gave your four walls a break. Let's go outside, let's touch some grass. Speaking of, we could have a picnic.
