Trying to sleep can be hard around here. People IM you all the time. It can get annoying. Or they just walk in on you, like Whotter did.
He wanted fish, of course. It didn't matter that he had just had his lunch. He needed fish. It seems impossible to do a simple power nap around here these days...
The whole situation solved itself when I found out the fridge was empty. Whotter left the house, probably to look amongst the trashcans in the street.
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