You laid in your Papa’s plush emerald green and black bed. The dull buzzing of his electric toothbrush in the background, it was basically lulling you to sleep. You enjoyed partying with Secondo, but the cuddled that ensued afterwards were probably your favorite. You let out a quiet deep exhale as you sunk lower into the mattress. Your eyelids were heavy and your feet ached. You felt the mattress dip mere moments later.

“A’more mio?” He talked to you in a hushed voice.