Let me explain how Saturday morning works in our house. After I’ve been up for a few hours — and I am not an early riser — I try to get Stick moving. I offer him coffee, I remind him of the things we had planned to do today, I ask him what he wants for breakfast, I tell him there’s plenty of hot water if he wants a shower, I mention that some cultures place a value on waking before mid-afternoon. He responds with a grunt and falls back to sleep, completely unable to later remember having had any sort of conversation with me.
Finally, I give up and go back to reading my book, waiting for the sun to set and my vampire boyfriend to start moving. Around 2 PM, I’ll accidentally drop something in the living room. Today it was a jelly bean (a very sad waste, but there’s no 5-second rule in Beijing), last weekend it was a safety pin.
At the moment it hits the floor, Stick snaps awake and shouts “Baby! Are you alright? What was that?”
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