Weezer slept like a log. He was dreaming about a sunny day in the city somewhere. The could have possibly been speaking in Chinese but everyone was happy. Also, he felt as if his bed was too warm. It wasn't until he reached for the alarm he noticed somebody was holding onto his waist. He was on his side and very well dressed for bed.
Weezer didn't know what to think. He winced with sleep, thinking it was just a dream, but it was Nonnie. He unlatched her arms around him and she moved sluggishly in the early morning hours. He put his arm around her. Maybe it was best not to say anything. Of course, he smiled, thinking this could last just a little bit longer. He didn't want to get out of bed. But she stretched out her arm and almost hit his nose.
He should probably let her sleep more. He had no idea when she got in bed. So he went to pee and start the day, stumbling and fumbling along the way.
Nic was already up and the coffee was on. Weezer looked at the ceiling wondering what he could say. What would Nic think?
He got himself some coffee and milk and nursed it a bit at the dining table while Nic made toast and got out the peanut butter and grape jam.
"Nonnie stayed over," Weezer said as if it was something she always did. Nic nodded.
"What if she moves in with me?" Weezer wanted to know what that would mean.
"Um, you two can decide on the rent," he shrugged. "I mainly just need fifty a week, for groceries."
"Yeah, right," Weezer thought he should take care of that. "What if she brings home pizza?"
"I guess I could cut it down to thirty," Nic nodded.
"Sweet." Weezer smiled. About then Nonnie, in just her baggy tee and leggings, arrived and went straight to the coffee. She stared at the both of them. Her lips twitched slightly.
"Rox..Rox wants to give me a kitten. Can..can I have one?"
"What's it's name?" Nic wanted to know.
"Oh, um Monster." She shrugged.
"We have to come up with a better name than that," Nic told her. "When can we see it?"
"Pretty soon," she nodded.