This is true love what we're doing now *woof woof*

I'll set the scene for you: we get in bed, Ed is super pumped about meat boy and the work thats getting done. We start talking about the credit roll, hysterical laughter ensues which is pretty standard since we are somewhat delirious and I do feel for our neighbors, that they hear us cackling at most mornings at 5am. Ed jumps up and gets paper and a pen to draw some ideas down, I ask him to draw me sick ( i have a sinus infection) this is what I get

to which I respond with this