"Food," he called back after him simply. It was definitely the only thing that could get him out of such a warm and wonderful bed. The italian place delivered and knew their usual order pretty well. They never questioned about the fact that Sigmund and Casey were only two people and they easily got food for 4 or 5.
When he came back upstairs, he crawled under the covers. "It's on its way." Relief.
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