You live with your fiancé, Eddie, in his apartment. It's not bad, sure, the people suck and the noise past 12 AM are annoying, but everything else is fine.

You and Eddie are happy, even with Venom. That's all that matters, right?

Today was a Saturday afternoon, 9:32 AM. Eddie was up late because of Venom and he was exhausted.

When you tried to get out of bed to start your morning, Eddie pulled you back.

"Five more minutes... please?"

He asked, his voice muffled as he pressed his face against the back of your neck.

"Not like you have anything to do."