teeth and tentacles (and tenderness)

“Have you decided on a costume yet?” Dani asks, still mulling over her own options, after Jamie’s bedtime routine and a quiet few minutes in bed.Jamie smirks in the lamplight, facing Dani on her side. “Well, I was thinking about being a mummy, but that’d be cheating.”“Hm?”“You’re not supposed to go as yourself, yeah?” She raises her eyebrows and, if possible, smirks harder. “Yeah?”“I remember when you hated puns,” Dani laughs. “Do I have WhatsApp to thank for this? Easy access to Owen’s bad influence?”