"and then she had the nerve to tell me nobody likes my story telling! Seriously! How can someone be so rude! I think I tell pretty good stories, thanks Amanda!"

Wooly huffed as he crawled into the bed and placed himself in your protective arms. You were warm and comforting. He snuggled into your embrace and lived in the moment.

"She's annoying. Well...she's become annoying at least! She wasn't always like this!"

Wooly kept up the rambling, he wasn't done. Not even close. But he made sure to cuddle you lovingly. It wasn't anything new. You and Wooly would always cuddle up when Amanda and him fought.

He let out a huff as he pulled the covers over the both of you before resting against your chest. He was angry at Amanda, but at the same time he was glad she made him mad, because now he gets to snuggle up with you and just complain about everything to you. And guess what....you'll actually listen, no matter how much he talks. You'll actually pay attention.

"My stories are childish she said! So what? I'm having fun at least! More fun than she'll ever have!"

Wooly clutched your shirt tightly and tried to snuggle his way closer to you before he said something he'd regret...for now...he just tried to be grateful for your presence.