Proof Of Life Comments

Earlier in the week I was pretty sick and Peter was pampering me. One night, as Peter was taking away my tea tray, I took a selfie to send to my mom - as proof of life.
He looked at it from the side, "Ooo, no, " he frowned, "too slutty." He put his hand out for my phone, "May I help? "
"Can you hear yourself talking? " I asked. My mouth was incredibly dry from the steroid meds. The entire world seemed an unnecessary irritation.
He gently tied my robe, straightened me and my pillows and took a new version. "Better? " he asked.
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