2:04AM I groan and turn around in my bed, the sleep slowing drifting away from my eyes. It's nowhere near morning. I glance at Charles, who is fast asleep. Such a sweetheart, it'll be such a pain for me to wake him up, but oh well, this is both our burden. I tap him on the shoulder, but he simply stirs, and doesn't wake up. "Charles, Charles" I whisper close to his ears, trying to wake him up without making much noise. "Elizabeth, love, is there anything you need?" He asks, rubbing his eyes, his voice hoarse. "Yes, I'm craving ice cream" "Elizabeth, there's lot of ice cream in the freezer downstairs" "I was hoping you could get it for me?" "Of course" he says, slipping into his bedroom slippers and standing up from the bed. "Oh and please add Skittles. M&M's, and get a spoon and some peanut butter. Thank you!" I say and he simply nods, walking
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