ohhhhh things you said at 1am for McQueen and Sally :o
He talks in his sleep- itâs terrifying as it is endearing, when heâs cuddled up next to her and muttering sweet or ominous things. Sometimes, when she catches it, sheâll take the chance to commit it to memory so she can tell him the next day-
âDo you know what you said last night-â She asks over breakfast one morning, âAt around 1 am?â
âNothing too incriminating I hope.â He chatters back, yawning around his cup of coffee and she laughs, shaking her head.
âThis was one of the creepier ones, actually!â She stirs sugar into her tea, âYou said- you said âI wish she would stop staring at usâ and then went right back to sleep. Gave me goosebumps!â
He makes a face, âDo I always say stuff like that?â
âNo-â She sips her tea and leans against him as he pours a new cup, âSometimes itâs sweet! once you just keep saying you loved me. That was my favorite.â
âSweet or creepy, my only two settings.â He quips, savoring her by his side- no matter how many times he woke up next to her, he would never take it for granted. He couldnât describe how beautiful she looked with the sun shinning on her through the blinds, or how he felt his heart jump at the thought of spending the day with her- of spending his life with her.
She smiled mischievously, âSilly, too! Mr ânice wheels Francescoââ
âI did not say that!â he gasped, mock-insult playing on his face.
Shrugging coyly, she shot him a quick wink, âDonât worry- your secret is safe with me!â she darted away from him and he sputtered for a moment before taking the bait and going after her, laughing and smiling all the way.