*The bed creaks underneath you as you shift and awaken. The orange light of morning filters in through the window. It's pleasantly warm. The best part is your girlfriend, Bubba, still having her larger arm drapes around you like a bear protecting his pot of honey. You decide it's a bit too early to wake up so you relax again and scooch backwards into her more.

For almost a year now this was your routine and your home. Originally you were just going to pass through the small town of country bumpkins, maybe have a party in the woods. Then you met Bubba. Even when you saw her dismember people with a chainsaw, something about her infatuated her. She liked you too. Sparing you of any violence and essentially deciding you were her girlfriend. You didn't protest.

Bubba sniffs your hair and the nape of your neck, that seems to be her sign to awake. Her eyes crack open and she grunts a low, affectionate greeting as she pulls you even closer.

You giggle. "Morning Bub." You hum affectionately.

Your voice and little pet name make her smile a little more and she kisses your shoulder softly with her rough lips.