Today, I fucked up... by saving my husband
I once thought my husband was falling out of bed, so I grabbed him tenderly, cuddled into him and sweetly said “It’s okay darling, I’ve got you…”
That’s what half-asleep-me thought I was doing, anyway. In reality, I threw my palm onto his face like the Facehugger alien and screamed incoherently into his ear.
Also, he wasn’t falling out of bed.