There are a few ways I want to be woken up at one in the morning. One of them is not hearing a groan and then a thump. That's the type of noise that makes you very nervous, more so after checking that the normal person in your bed isn't currently occupying it. Which means the groan and a thump was your former occupant of your bed.
Fluffy got a nasty case of food poisoning last night. It was uncomfortable when we went to bed and downright painful an hour past midnight. I spent a few hours up with her, holding her as we waited for the drugs to take effect and for her to get comfortable. Hasn't happened yet, but she's really hoping that it is just a twenty-four hour stomach bug. Just in case, I threatened her with urgent care and got her a few stomach-settling remedies.
Until then, I feel... less than creative today.
Case of the Morning Zombies (Edit #1, 0 of 37 chapters)