Home Sweet Home

sensodyne and hummingbird

"I am home," I said aloud, as I stroked Russell's feathers.

"This is freaking amazing," Calvin screamed.

I stood up.

"I am going to bed, guys. I am feeling a little ..."

"Drunk," Harold laughed.

I nodded.

"Exactly."

The video ended.

"Is there any more?" Calvin wondered.

I knew my phone would crap out soon.

'If only I had my recharger.'

I knew I had to get back to my apartment and get my shit.

I stood up.

"What the fu..."

I reached into my pocket.

It was my charger.

I took the iPhone.

"Come with me guys."

I walked into the common room, Russell still in my arms.

Once there, I plugged the charger into an outlet at the bar.

I put the iPhone on the bar.

"Watch this, while I go upstairs and take a nap."

I had found the Superman movies that Christopher Reeves had made.

Back to back, they would keep them busy for hours.

"Watch this. And keep quiet."

I started to walk away.

"Thank you, Krall," Harold said, behind me.

I nodded.

"You're welcome, guys. Just keep it down."

They never answered. They were already caught up in the movie.

I walked up the creaking stairs to the master bedroom. I opened the door.

The Baron was laying on the bed.

"Shit, I forgot about you."

But I loved the bedroom.

"Shit," I said, as i walked to the bed.

"Move over Baron."

"Hummingbird?"

"Not really," I whispered, as I lay down on the bed.

I put Russell on the bed next to me.

I was exhausted.

I knew the Baron would soon get up to do his roaming for the night.

But right now he was snoring.