It was bedtime and Rudy was already settled down under the covers, waiting for you. you walked through the door and flicked off the light. again

You flicked the light on and flicked it off but the feeling stayed and kept getting worse. you began frantically flicking the switch on off until it finally felt right and left you at ease.

Rudy sat up from bed, watching your little OCD episode and sighed as he noticed how stressed something so small made you.

"are you alright, mi Vida?"