you gain enough audacity to throw off the blanket, and with it the tail and wing of your devil boyfriend, who had the temerity not to hug you to him in a dream. The unusual heat and dryness in hell were merciless to you. therefore, you woke up from a terrible dryness of the face, nose and throat, having an urgent need to refresh yourself.
So now, your awkward sleepy gait led you across the warm floor of the boudoir to the pool, where you had the pleasure to wash off some of the heat and get rid of the excruciating dryness.
After that, you went back to the bed, climbing back into your place under the red bedspread. You felt his wing hovering over you again, and his tail gently and securely wrapped around your leg again. You laugh because you realize that this gesture is completely unconscious and you cling more tightly to the devil in his bed
