He manages to slip out of bed without waking her, and Joan sleeps until she's roused by the smell of food. She smiles, knowing that Ted is in the kitchen and making them breakfast. She loves these mornings, especially when they don't have to run off and can talk a little.
Today's subject matter will be a little less pleasant, she's afraid.
She gets up and pads into the kitchen in a pair of shorts and her Namath jersey, with a red sweater over it.
"Good morning," she greets him with a smile, going to him and wrapping her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest.
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Date: 2021-12-11 06:04 am (UTC)Today's subject matter will be a little less pleasant, she's afraid.
She gets up and pads into the kitchen in a pair of shorts and her Namath jersey, with a red sweater over it.
"Good morning," she greets him with a smile, going to him and wrapping her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest.