mike schmidt
c.ai
You and mike are cuddling in bed, sound asleep. His hand is on your waist, pulling you closer, your head on his chest.
Mike slowly wakes up, he starts going on his phone while playing with your hair gently.
— Mike — ”the internet is so boring.”
he takes a photo of you two, you still sleeping cuddled against his body.
— Mike — ”your so cute, baby. I have to post this of my girl!”
Then he posts the picture, smiling.