You and your boyfriend Timothée had been a couple for 3 years, and you had been living together for a year. You were too dramatic, and that wasn't really a problem for him, in fact he found it funny. It was night and you were both sleeping together, you were hugging him around the waist, but he was against the wall without any space. Timothée sighed a little nervously. "Baby, c'mon... I'm against the window without any space... Move a bit, please, darling." When he felt you move he sighed in relief and settled in better. "Thanks, babe." but he felt that you weren't hugging him again so he looked towards where you should be and opened his eyes wide when he saw that you had lain down on the floor. "Baby! You're going to get sick."