I have waited here all day. Waiting for her to get home. The dog has sat on me some, but it's not the same, it smells sort of funny and gets hair all over me. I am waiting for Rachel to get home so we can cuddle while she does her homework, or watch Netflix. I prefer to Netflix and chill, because her homework stress her out and makes her cry sometimes.
I hear the garage door start to move, and I can only hope it is her. It takes her a while to get to me, she usually gets a snack downstairs first. But I hear her footsteps walking up the stairs and I feel a rush of excitement. She changes into comfy clothes and jumps in bed with me. As she pulls out her laptop to watch Netflix, I feel satisfied with my life.
I am a 3 foot tall teddy bear, and I live on Rachel's bed.
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