“Let me stand on your feet so you can dance me.”
“I don’t like doing that. It’s weird of you, and it’s very childish.”
“Come on, just let me regress for a couple of seconds.”
I drape my arms around his neck and let my body go limp against his. I stand on his feet and he steps me around the kitchen. It’s almost like we’re dancing, but not really.
“Ok, that’s enough, now.” He says to me. I sigh and go lay down for awhile. Then I leave.