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E came over last night. I started off angry because he didn't do what he said he would do for two nights in a row and I hate it when people don't follow through. But, he was very sweet and charming. We swapped jokes, I had a few good ones. I like how strong and tall he is. He makes me feel safe. When we went into my room he ripped the sheets and blankets off of my bed and then laid them on top and said he doesn't like feeling suffocated when he sleeps. I think he noticed a look of dismay on my face and realized that I had just made the bed. He apologized and then we wrestled. Sometimes he lets me win. He does this really cute thing where he looks at me and gestures with his head as he says "Come on, get in here!" And that means that he wants me to nuzzle into his crook, which I love. He thinks I have small hands, but that's just because he has giant hands since he is a giant. It was a good night. Charlie is now Pedro, which I really hope is okay. He listened and I'm not really used to that.