Katie is solicitous of me tonight, because she knows I'm a little nervous about going back to work tomorrow (even though there's nothing to really worry about).
"Did you get enough treats, like did you want ice cream?" she asks kindly.
"I had ice cream, thank you, because that's how I got chocolate on my shirt," I explain.
"Of course you did," she says, laughing.
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