Jan 15, 2009 16:26
I dream about feet a lot.
(Not that it's a fetish, or anything. Feet to me are all about being ticklish, and fungus, and forgetting to clip my toenails.)
But when you share an apartment, and a bed, with two other people, and four other feet, they become a strangely large part of your life.
John's hot, you see, and JP's fast. Fine. Mutant powers. Pyrokinesis and superspeed. But what does this translate to in the space of one king-size bed?
Feet.
Feet everywhere.
People think we sleep like hamsters, all bundled up together. And we do, but while we're asleep there's a lot of movement going on - away from or towards John depending on the temperature, random kicks... I swear JP fidgets in his sleep.
So if I wake up first in the morning, or if I need to get up to use the bathroom, I usually have a pillow over my head, and a toe in my ear.
It's adorable, really.
Honest.
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