Felix texted earlier when he finally got up and told me he was planning a self-care day (his words), which I figured meant he was going to be laying around and resting, so I think he’ll be hanging out in my room when I walk inside the house. Maybe even sleeping again. Yeah. That’s not what he’s doing. I stop a foot inside the house after closing the door, and there must be something wrong with me, because Felix is seated on the couch with a floral shower cap on his head and two-toned green mud on his cheeks, nose, and forehead, and there’s yarn all around him—he’s obviously knitting
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