You wake up to your head colliding with a wooden surface, making a loud thud.
"Whoah whoah whoah, what's goin' on over there?" Scotty's giant face looms over you, his hair messed up, illuminated by the lamp he's just switched on.
It seems you've rolled out of your bed, into an open drawer. The fall was short, but you just missed the warm leather surface of your buddy's wallet, and your head still aches from hitting the bottom of the drawer instead.
"Oh, man, I'm sorry.." You croak, "Sometimes I roll around when I sleep.. Do you think there's a safer place I could stay?"
Scotty smiles kindly, amused by your clumsiness. "Yeah, sure.. Klutz.."
You thank your big hero again, and he arranges a new sleeping spot for you in...
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