#((plus it's just such a cute image; wilhelm carrying tiny tot randall; his head resting on his father's shoulder as they head home!))

[theheadlessgroom]

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“Me? Oh, no, no,” he replied, once more stifling a yawn (who said he yawned, he didn’t yawn, no sirree!), as he rolled his shoulders a little, his head resting on his arms, propped up on the tub as he smiled at her, insisting, “I’m not tired, I could go for hours...!”

Who cared if it was a work night? To blazes with Minnie and her rotten haberdashery, with its snooty clientele and obnoxious employees and Minnie herself cracking the whip day and night! He would enjoy his evening, thank you very much, he would enjoy his night in the company of his lovely siren, and would stay with her until the wee hours if he so pleased, thank you very much! He wasn’t tired, far from it, he was wide awake and ready...ready to party...

With that, he was out like a light, dozing off right there up against the tub, a content little smile on his face, his head swimming with dreamy images of life beneath the waves of the bayou, and what it would be like to swim alongside the fishes, the alligators, to explore the depths and find underwater flora and deep, buried treasure... …all of this and more, with Emily by his side.