I was just about to fall asleep when someone throws a pillow at me. I open my eyes and sit up, confused. Cupid stand it front of me, crossing his arms. I was just about to say something when I feel it again. I stand and run to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The grand in the hotel rings with broken tunes; the guests frown; the concierge winces. But the blue-hatted boy is happy and braver than they. — TheMythMaster