just a little bit.
So today I got a little angry and threw the phone away, which kinda bounced off the laptop onto the couch (but it's fine because i didn't throw that hard) and it made a loud noise. The loud noise woke up Charly, who was sleeping on the floor, and he came and climbed up on me (I was sitting on a chair and he never sleeps with someone on a small-surfaced chair). He looked up at me, as if to say, "it's okay, i'm here for you," and lay his head in my arms and fell asleep again. And those tears just welled up....