03:30

An ordinary sunday, – we had to much to talk about and forgot the time.
‘Is she asleep?’ 
‘Yes, I guess, it is way past bedtime. You can go I’m just going to stay here for another while. I will put her to bed, it’s fine, don’t worry’ 

An ordinary mondaymorning, – I found myself in his bed, his hand on my shoulder, the one that untied my shoes and carryied me to bed.

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