I woke up to what I thought was Scott calling me from the kitchen. I get up, go to the bathroom, and go to the kitchen. Where he is...not, he's not in the house. Being an incredibly rational person when I first wake up, I start to panic, and kinda holler his name. And I hear him calling me faintly. Being rational, where's the first place I assume he must be at this point? Under the house, of course! When I holler 'Where ARE YOU', I hear the faint, slightly puzzled reply "I'm in bed".
Perhaps the king size bed IS a little too big.
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