In case I've never mentioned it, GF is kinda skittish as far as aliens are concerned. She loves stuff about aliens and all that... she owns Fire in the Sky, but refuses to watch it again. But actual alien stuff freaks her right the crap out.
The other night we were watching Ancient Aliens.
Later that night after having been in bed and sleeping for, oh I don't know, 4 hours, I was laying there about 9% awake, probably because the one cat was being a little dick about something, when all of a sudden GF gasps and bolts partially upright. Of course, this kinda startled me.
"What's wrong?"
"What did you say?"
"I said, 'what's wrong?'."
"No, before that."
"I didn't say anything."
"Sounded like a whisper."
"What did I say?"
"Bug."
That was it. Just "bug." I had no idea how to continue that conversation, since I'm about 99% percent sure that I didn't roll over from my original position of facing away from her, prop myself up onto my elbow, lean over and whisper "bug" into her ear, lay back down, roll back away from her, and completely forget about all of that only to return to my exact original position and 91% asleepness rate. But there is that 1% I suppose.
I just had nowhere to go with the conversation after "bug" so I rolled back over and went back to sleep. Now that I type that out, it seems dismissive. My bad.
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at least i remember that happening. half the things you ask me about the next morning, i don't remember doing at all. you love me. LOL.
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