I woke up before dawn, my hangover just starting to kick in but not enough to negate the drunken single-mindedness of remembering I'd left the TV on. So I staggered downstairs and found him hovering just above the couch, just visible in the light given off by the screen. I guess he was watching the adult movie that was playing. We stared through each other, for differing reasons, and then I went back to bed. When I woke up he was gone. But I keep the adult channel on at night, just in case he's watching again.
Cross my heart.
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