It felt like I was on cloud nine.
I felt happy, the happiest I've felt in ages, and it was all thanks to Blaze.
I still felt happy that we ended up working things out the previous night, because I wasn't sure if I'd have been able to still keep living if he had really sent me away. That stove disturbing and almost like I was starting to depend on him more than I should, but I really couldn't help it.
I was currently in the kitchen microwaving a takeout which Kim delivered about an hour ago, when Blaze was still asleep. Kim hadn't been too happy about doing that, and that was me putting it lightly.