This morning I lie dreaming that I held a studly and well-ripped superhero captive in my shower and as I was kissing and rubbing him all over, my phone rang.
It was 7:45.
It was a bill collector. I couldn’t go back to sleep. Bitch.
When I told my boyfriend about the dream, he wanted to know just what was this figure wearing and where was I touching him.
I answered him, and he said “Oooh, I’m going to buy a Captain America suit for ya.”
*Sigh*
He’s so cute…but it just wouldn’t be the same.
Same day, different year..
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