It was an unconventionally wonderful day. We slept in until 11. We were in no rush to do anything. We just fell onto the couch and turned on The Vampire Diaries. It was our favorite TV show, so much so that we had toured the set a couple summers back. We ate puppy chow, the healthy kind, due to us both being such nutrition fanatics. We quietly watched, enthralled by the interactions and attached, as if we had formed life long friendships with the characters. Every so often we would comment, squeak or remark on what was happening on the screen. For a second, my gaze wandered off to the balcony doors. The curtains were pulled to the side, and even though it was a chilly day, the sunshine streamed through the window. I swiftly stood, and pressed my bare toes against the cream, plush carpeting, and walked out onto the balcony, breathing in the scent of fresh laundry, that lingered in my nostrils as I sat back down to watch the television. My gaze flickered back to the doors and noticed deep green palms leaning over the balcony. I looked at one of my best friends in the world and sighed in contentment. This day was wonderful, and for the simplest of reasons.
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