Me: you have less and less hair
Him: is it visible?
Him: soon i will have to find a new way to arrange it
Him: there is a tribe
Me: and how do they do it?
Me: so…how do they do it?
Him: (falling asleep) a stage to Airbus
As he really needed to get some rest, last night he went to bed early. I stayed around a little longer, took a shower and red a little before sleeping. At one point he turns in bed and he looks at me for one second, after which, with his hand in front of his eyes like protecting them from the light (the room was dark)…
Him: you’re gonna wake me up
Me: why? (I was barely breathing, to avoid any sounds)
Him: you’re naked