Duh

Midnite of one Oleggio bedroom

 

-…ok, M, now I’m gonna tuck you in, so you can be born in the morning again, this time as a butterfly😘

Sleepy chocolate eyes looked at me, their mellowness melting away.

-I’m not a caterpillar, Slavka 

-I know, love, still, your bed looks like a giant cocoon🤷‍♀️ oh, are you a butterfly already?

-Duh🙄