me: dream [Mr. W] strikes again!
waaah!!
he’s NOT dreamy!
he’s an ASS!
Mr. W: Premenition?
me: uh-oh…
me: maybe I should beat you up now so I don’t have to do it later if the dreams ARE premonitions.
Mr. W: Bring it on 🙂
me: ooOOOOhhh!
interesting…
now I’m excited.
Mr. W: me tooo

‘Tis a sick, stormy, violent love story we write…
Perfect for a chilled winter’s night.