Red nail polish on my toes makes me happy.
So this morning a bit before lunch Nicholas messages me "u working today?", not knowing that I'm actually in the next room. So I sneak into his room, yell "you're not really sleeping!", poke at him till he flings an arm in my direction, and then jump on top of him to try and wake him up... you'd think that after all that he'd get up, but no. The result - he was late for work. Haha. To make up for it (because he swore he'd kill me if I ever jumped on his bed) I bought him milk and cereal for home since he said he used the last of it, and dammit, I wanted cereal for breakfast anyway.