You would've thought it was easy sleeping next to Mikey, but it wasn't. He likes to have what I call, "Puppy Dreams". He'll make little whimpering noises and jerk his legs back and forth, as if he's running. I swear I even heard him bark a little when I tried to pet his hair. I pulled my hand back in surprise, and used it to cover my mouth as he rolled over. He looked adorable. His usually straight hair was a mess, and his glasses were at the end of his nose. I inched over to the where the wall and bed met, and a semi-conscious Mikey grabbed my arm and pulled it to his torso. He then wrapped...
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