-Drabble- "Perfect
Wesley was lying in bed with Fred. She had only earlier told him how she really felt about him, and now he felt as if he was floating on air, even though he was actually in her bed under the covers.
He couldn’t believe this was happening. Tonight had been magical for him. Everything had been perfect. Now he had this sleeping angel beside him, although she hadn’t been much of an angel before she passed out.
He finally felt happy and at peace. He wasn’t sure if he had ever felt like that before, so the feeling was new and strange to him. Anytime he was happy, his first instinct was to look for what could possibly go wrong, but right now, all he could think about was Fred, and how much he had always loved her. He had everything he could want now. Everything is perfect
He couldn’t believe this was happening. Tonight had been magical for him. Everything had been perfect. Now he had this sleeping angel beside him, although she hadn’t been much of an angel before she passed out.
He finally felt happy and at peace. He wasn’t sure if he had ever felt like that before, so the feeling was new and strange to him. Anytime he was happy, his first instinct was to look for what could possibly go wrong, but right now, all he could think about was Fred, and how much he had always loved her. He had everything he could want now. Everything is perfect