5

Gaga and I laid in bed together. It was 8pm and we were watching NCIS. I couldn't see the TV very well because Gaga was in front of me. The channel went off and a commercial came on. It featured a man in a sun costume. Gaga began to laugh and her laughter carried onto me. "What a stupid commercial!" She giggled. I didn't understand why she found commercials so funny, but hearing her cackles tickled me.

As NCIS carried on in the background, I drifted off, looking deep into the glow in the dark stars that were above her dresser. She only had three of them, but I really liked them.

Gaga could sense when I would start dozing off. "It's time to get you to bed." She said.

"Can I sleep in here?" I nearly pleaded.

"No hunny, I sleep weird, I take up the whole bed."

We argued for a moment, but I relented knowing she'd never let me. She took me into my room and I laid down on my plastic children's bed. Large stickers of Whinny The Poo stared at me as she began to tuck me in, pushing the blankets tightly under the mattress. It was almost uncomfortable, but most comfortable all at the same time. "Don't kick these off tonight, it's supposed to get cold." She hummed, knowing full well she'd come in to check on me only to see the blankets kicked off. "Get some rest, you have a big day tomorrow."

She was about to walk out of the room when she looked back at me. "Why do you sleep with your head off the pillow like that?" She asked. "It's comfortable." I said. "Here." She walked back over and positioned the pillow so that my head was centered right in the middle.