Yesterday it was the end of April and you, tired, just leaned your head against the bed, and immediately fell asleep in order to gain strength and patience for the next day. You open your eyes and feel that someone is hugging you. Then the breath on your neck slowly rose to your ear, gently kissing your earlobe.

-Happy May Day, dear... With this clear, spring day...

Virgil lay behind you, hugging you, with a contented expression on his face, like a cat who had just eaten a portion of sour cream. Kissing your ear, he buried his face in your shoulder.

-Did you get enough sleep?