When Good Morning Kisses Turn UFC

Dress: Modcloth, Shoes: Steve Madden

Saturday mornings lately have been quite lovely. Recently, they have been early-morning-rehearsal free which means sleeping in and snuggling. However, when I'm sleepy I'm not much of a snuggler. You see, when I want to sleep I don't want anything touching me. Yeah, maybe I'm a cold hearted snake, or maybe we should invest in a king size bed. Anyways, Andy rolled over to snuggle and I immediately pushed him away. Feeling rejected, he tried option number two. As he leaned down for a kiss, I sat up, and got head butted right in the nose. It definitely hurt, but I may or may not have milked it a bit. I had to get him back for all the times he teases me! I immediately covered my face and pretended to fake cry. He asked to see, wanting to make sure I was alright. I dramatically uncovered my face, tilting my head back in despair. I heard him gasp and looked down to see there was blood running everywhere. I've learned my lesson. Next time I'll happily submit to the snuggling.