>Honey, your show is on" you call to you waifur from downstairs
>You immediately hear a large thump, followed by the sounds of sprinting and things falling over
>Pictures fall off the wall as she rockets down the stairs on all fours, standing up just enough to grab you under one arm mid stride
> With you in tow she freight trains her way into the living room, catching the phone cord with her foot and tearing it out of the wall along with a chunk of drywall
>She barrels into the back of the couch and flips over it, feet crashing down on the coffee table and cleaving it in twain
>The popcorn bowl you had set on it for her is now somewhere in high orbit
>She looks at you with those big beautiful eyes, gives you a kiss, brushes some debris off of your shoulder and begins to eat some of the popcorn scattered on both your bodies
>She made it just in time for the shows title card to pop in
Her favorite show: COPS
-by anon