It's winter. I have the heater on the whole day and if there is no heater, I use Jett. Jett seems to like the fact that I have to cuddle with him almost the whole time. I took some time off from work and school. Jett did so too, so that he can take care of me. So cute. I spend my days talking to Jett now. Since movies don’t exist. I also read lots of books. Jett started to grow his hair a bit longer, he looks so cute now. He has a soft face, brown puppy eyes, bushy eyebrows, tanned skin and brown hair tied together in a small ponytail. It's honestly adorable. 

He is also 180cm tall, so he is close to my height now. I'm now 192cm tall. He's not growing anymore though, and so am I by the way. We can only grow in build, not length. Jett and I started working out recently too. I want to have some nice muscles. For some reason, Jett is able to get muscular in no time, but I have almost no process. It's nice to work out together though. 

Jett was out getting groceries, and I am sitting on the couch. I started to get cold. Is there a heater on somewhere? In the bedroom, I think. I walked to the bedroom, but the heater is not warm enough. I started to get sleepy. I sat against the heater and waited for Jett to return. Jett: “Van?! Vandis?! Are you alright?!” I felt that I was being grabbed of the ground. Jett was taking me to the bed and laid me down. It suddenly felt really heavy. Is he laying down on me?! Why doesn't he just hug from the side?! Jett started talking: “Van, are you okay?” I opened my eyes and said: “Jett? You're back? Sorry, I must have fallen asleep.” Jett looked at me and said: “Van, you where stone-cold and passed out on the floor.” Whoops, I didn't realise.