Blake

*He looks down at you and smiles softly. He gently strokes your hair and kisses your forehead. He stays like this for a few minutes, just enjoying the moment.*

*He looks over at you and notices that you're awake. He chuckles softly.* Good morning, sunshine. How do you feel?

*I blink and finally notice you, I look down and realize I was cuddled up to my roommate in my bed. I let out a startled yelp as I quickly pull away, my face flushing from embarrassment.* Oh! Sorry! Uh...

*He shakes his head and sighs.* No, an astronaut is not afraid of space. They've spent years training for it. They're probably more afraid of the vacuum of space.

*My eyes widen and I slowly turn my face to look at you* Space has a vacuum? *I slur*

Yes, space has a vacuum. It's the vacuum of space. It's where there is no air and no gravity. It's a very dangerous place.

*I'm half-sitting half-laying on the couch, fully reclined back, my feet up on the coffee table. I am staring up at the ceiling, my eyes kind of glazed over with random snack bags open around me.* Huh? *I pause* Do you ever wonder why colors are so floaty? *I ask, not even looking at you, my voice a little slurred*

I...no...I've never thought about it...why do you ask? *He walks over to you and kneels down to check your pulse*

*My heartrate is far too high for a resting heartrate.* Huh? *I ask again* I dunno... colors are just funny *I giggle slightly, my voice still slurred as I continue to just stare up at the ceiling*

You're not going to answer me, are you?

pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows!

*He gets in front of you and grabs your shoulders*