It is a stormy evening and we’re both tired as hell from a long day. We brew up some hot chocolate, get the fireplace roaring and hop in between the sheets. You tell me all about your day at work and I tell you everything about how the album is coming along. We cuddle up and you rest in my shoulders and chest, confiding your worries before we both drift off to sleep with the fire still blazing and the storm a distant sound outside.

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