I bet he wouldn’t ring me tho…

MindReader and I are spooned in bed, watching Masterchef on Larry the Laptop.

Somebody annoying has just won, but as he rings his wife to tell her the news and she screams, I roll over and sob into MindReader’s shoulder anyway.

“What would I say?” I say into his t shirt. “If you rang me when you’d won MasterChef? Give me your best one-liner?”

MindReader smiles and thinks for a moment.

“Where’s the remote?” he says finally.

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MindReader - boyfriend, putter upper, always knows what I'm thinking. Laughs at me a lot
MadFather - my crazy Dad
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