(....Literally couldn't fall asleep- ->-)
M.J:"... What a jack-!.. -sigh-, I-Is the baby alright..-?"
(Yeah but can we wait until tomorrow? Imma little too sleepy rn ;-;)
Ahem-
Sweet prince, if through this wicked witch’s trick, a spindle should your finger prick, a ray of hope there still may be in this, the gift I give at thee. Not in death, but just in sleep the fateful prophecy you’ll keep, and from this slumber you shall wake when true love’s kiss the spell shall break.