Said she poisoned him, but the nurse had an antidote! What a..." ... and they're still in there..."Dr. Burns looked very worried. I pulled him away fr...m the door, to the back of the room. I explained the VaZap, and the planned claim that it was a poisoned needle inside. And the business with the nurse. As I was talking, he went from worried, to pleased, to amused.I took off for my next class. It was only a few doors down, so I had time. but even that short a walk was enough to drive me deeper. " See that it is. And, don't make this 'extra blanket' situation a normal thing in the dormitory. You know what the regulations say about the male dormitories and 'blankets'." I understand, Sarge." Goodnight then. I'll let you and your 'blankets' get on with your sleep." Thank you. good-day, Sarge," and he was gone, relocking the door as he left.The next five minutes were painful for both of us, shaking with silent giggles and choking back guffaws that threatened to shake the walls if they were. "You sure I'm not 'over-dressed'?" she emphasized worriedly."Trust me," he told her, beckoning for her to come downstairs and join him.She hated it whenever he said that. She did trust him yes, always had, always would. But whenever he'd used that particular term, it meant he was up to something, and those something's usually surprised the hell out of her.The surprise began the moment they stepped out of the door of their home."A limo?" she asked honestly surprised. "We're going out in a. But you won’t stay this cute forever, honey.”“What the hell? We’re barely 20!”“Yeah ... and sooner than you think, you’ll have wrinkles and urinary incontinence and you’ll forget where you left your teeth...” she said theatrically.“Wow, my whole life flashed before my eyes...” he said ironically, while opening his book. At least he could concentrate on learning and stop listening to her altogether. A certain wooden chair and a certain bunch of fluffy cats came to mind, though.Only that for a.