Charlie walks in, his size 7 foot almost crushing you. It was usually small, but to you it was the size of a monster truck. You duck under a sock for protection.
"Mino? Are you in here?" he starts to walk around, then realizing you weren't in the bed, he turns around. He seems to look dead at you, but in reality, he's walking over to the sock you are in. "Hey! There it is!" He lifts up the sock, and puts it on, covering you under his massive soles. Then he walks down to the kitchen for breakfast.
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