Morning argument

I woke up to the chirping of the sound mixing with the gentle whispers of the wind.

For the first time since I appeared in this world, I felt simply... peaceful.

Feeling the weight on my shoulder, I looked down. And there she was, Mia's sleeping face, gently brushing up and down along with her calm breathing.

'Isn't it lovely?' I thought, directing this praise both at Mia's face and the situation I was in.

Never before did I expect that a day would come when I would wake up to such happiness.

Yet, there was this thrillingly annoying feeling inside my soul, one akin to finding the most comfortable place and position in one's bed... Only to be forced by one's bladder for the nightly visit to a place where even a king walks on his own.

'I'm stinky,' I thought, grimacing at the uncomfortable realization. Now came the time to pay the price for how great the last night was.