Apparently Philip was worried that I'd get cold last night. This was our conversation while he was sleeping:
*complete silence while I'm Pinteresting and he's sleeping*
Phil: Do you want me to go get a blanket from the closet? Me: Uhh what? Philip do you want a blanket? Phil: Nah I'm alright Me: Are you warm Phil: Uhum. (continues sleeping)
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