My little sister thinks I need to have more sex.

Last night I crawled into bed, and realized that it was warm. Really warm.


Morena: Imladris*? Were you in my bed?


Imladris: *silence*


Morena: Seriously.


Imladris: *silence*


Morena: Oh, gross. Were you sleeping in it?


Imladris: No! I was just watching America's Next Top Model. But as I was curled up in there all toasty and warm, I did think, "Damn, if only she were out having sex with her boyfriend, I could sleep here." But you're home like every night!!!


We're functional.


*I don't actually call my sister by her screenname. That would be weird. Although my dad does.