Druck/Eurovision -- David/Matteo & Laura
Laura stopped short as she entered the living room. David and Matteo had merged into one entangled mess of a being on the couch with some of their legs on the table between slices of leftover pizza. Matteo looked 80% asleep and 100% content to be held and unlikely to get up except by force.
David registered Laura´s presence and shrugged with his free shoulder. “Want some pizza? We, uhm, saved some for you?”
Laura snorted. “Sure. Can I join you for the votes?” She´d seen the semifinals and had her favorites.