Home alone (not)

Home in bed. Feeling positively shit and got told off by Oliver when I tried to do a ‘Malle Munthe’ and go into work anyway. So, bed. 

My little squidlings. Woolly is in bed with me at the moment. He is pretty happy I’m sick. Oliver is kind of also in bed with me, he sends all of his important work emails dressed solely in pants. 

He fed me and took care of me yesterday. Here very colourful clementines. You need that when sick. C-vitamin. 

The little family in bed (woolly is trying to eat Oliver’s nose) 

Now full focus on getting better for Saturday. Most of my friends are off being Valentin-y but that won’t stop me celebrating in style. 

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