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Sunday, December 27th

Wilbur woke up before Alice did.  She was pressed closer to him in her sleep with an arm laying over his shoulder. A few locks of hair fell over her face and he brushed them away lightly.

He dwelled in the moment for a while, just relaxing and listening to her rhythmic breaths. Eventually, he tried to find his phone without moving too much and checked his notifications.

Messages
Philza

Philza Minecraft
Good morning Wilbur

Wilbur my son
morning, what's up?

Philza Minecraft
Techno said Alice had to sleep at yours

Wilbur my son
indeed

Philza Minecraft
Was it okay?

Wilbur my son
it was really okay

Philza Minecraft
Do you want to tell me about it

Wilbur my son
yeah i really do

Philza Minecraft
You're welcome to m8

Wilbur my son
well we walked on the beach
and i showed her around Brighton
and i played the guitar for her
and then i taught her how to dance
because she never got to go to school dances
and she kept trying to treat it like physics i think
she was trying to analyze her feet
but then i got her to just relax
and she was actually really good
and then we watched tv
and we cuddled on the couch together
and we both kinda fell asleep here
and she's still sleeping on me
and she's amazing
i don't think i've ever been this happy
like continuously
i don't what it is about her

Philza Minecraft
Have you kissed?

Wilbur my son
no
what
i wasn't going to
i doubt she would want me to anyway
why would we have kissed
she's my best friend

Philza Minecraft
Your best friend that you don't fancy at all

Wilbur my son
no
i don't think so
i don't know

Philza Minecraft
Right, we're having a talk once Alice leaves

Wilbur my dumbass son
why
why do we need a talk

Philza Minecraft
Because you're blind

Wilbur my dumbass son
okay?

——

Wilbur didn't get the chance to think about what Phil meant.  Alice shifted and let out a small sigh as she hid her face in the crook of his neck.   Wilbur's stomach felt like it was twisted in knots.

"Good morning," She hummed.

"Morning," He whispered and heard her lightly laugh.  "What're you laughing at?"

"Your voice," She was still talking quietly.  "Your morning voice sounds different in person."

"So does yours," He chuckled.  "Do you want breakfast?"

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