Blink, after getting ready in record time, tentatively shook Harmony awake, carefully avoiding bruised areas. Seeing it wasn't working, Blink leaned down and gave her a kiss on the mouth. That got her up and got him a smack on the cheek. Before she could figure out it was Blink, he ducked away and ran into the washroom, returning only seconds later calling out to her, "Hey Harmony, nice ta see you'se 'wake. Hope we'se didn' make too much noise er nothin'."
"No," Harmony replied, "I woke up aftah da weirdest dream. I thought dat someone had…an' den I…it felt real…cinnamon…"
"Would you'se like ta tell me 'bout it?" Blink asked.
"Uh, no, can't remembah it anymore, dat was sweet a ya ta offer," Harmony broke off. She wasn't about to tell a guy about that dream.
"Dat's me alrigh't. Da sweet one," Blink said, a little disappointed.
"It wasn't meant ta be an insult," Harmony apologized.
"I'se jist playin' wit'cha," joked Blink, trying to hide his hurt feelings behind his big, goofy grin.
"Oh, good. I really didn't want ya ta be mad at me!" Harmony said, but thought, Yes I do!! What am I doing? Whenevah dese boys come 'round, I let me guard down. As soon as I can walk, I'm outta here. Really. I can leave dem. It won't be a problem. An' if it is, I'll make dem hate me and it won't be so hard to leave.
"I'se could nevah be mad at ya!" Blink said, meaning every word he spoke a little deeper than she'd ever know.
Want to bet on dat? she thought wryly.
"Yer so sweet!" Harmony exclaimed, hugging Blink, not realizing that she had used the same word that had started the 'fight'.
Der's dat woid 'gain. Blink thought, but said, "Not as sweet as you'se." Then he jumped up and headed to work.