Right after I closed my eyes, it felt like I had opened them back up just a second later. I woke up to the sound of a door sharply closing, just loud enough for it to wake me. My eyes had shot open, and I had my hand to my head.. a headache… great. It felt like I had slept like a rock, might as well have been one - I felt so stiff sleeping in the drawer. But hey, I’d even give up a soft mattress for my sibs.
I assumed Dot was the one that had occupied the bathroom, but looking to the side - towards the floor - I saw her sleeping soundly in her makeshift bed. I was relieved at first, but then realized it was then Wakko who had gone in.
Great, I thought. Wak probably had gotten sick too.
But of course, he could’ve just gone to do his… business.
Then if it’s that, I pray he doesn’t terrorize the bathroom.
I wince and groan as I lift my practically tortured body from the bed (and I use the term “bed