I've been sleeping on the couch in my living room.
Every time I need something from my room, I knock on the door to announce myself to the monster. I don't know why I've been treating this monster politely. He is the one who barged into my room, stealing my comfortable bed from me. However, there is something in that expression of his. That aggressive face he makes whenever I go in.
It's a feeling I can relate to.
That's why I stay away as much as I can. Maybe he'll leave one day when he gets bored of playing hide and seek within my covers. I will have to wait until that day comes.
So I will need to share my comfortable bed and bear with the couch for a little more.
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