tenderzombie
Amy was sleepy and a little bit frustrated. Tonight was supposed to be amazing. Her boyfriend, Alex, had been gone for several weeks touring and tonight was his first night back. She had planned their entire night out. Amy had ordered her favorite food and had it ready and waiting. Then they were going to cuddle and watch a movie till they fell asleep.
But Alex’s plane was four hours late. She had already packed all the food away by the time he made it home. Amy wrapped her arms around him as tightly as she could, but he had asked her to let go so he could take a shower. Now she was lying in bed, trying not to fall asleep before he finished.
“Alex,” she called out, through a yawn. “You’ve been gone long enough.”














