A long time ago in a galaxy far away, CC invited me to his house for the weekend. At this point, I can’t for the life of me remember why he invited me, but I went. Maybe it was just a boy’s weekend. Anyway, he only had a twin bed in his room, and he wasn’t about to give it up to anyone. So, I was relegated to an air mattress on the floor. Which wouldn’t have been too bad if it hadn’t started to deflate halfway through the night. I woke up in the morning lying on the floor with the air mattress completely wrapped around me. I looked like I was being eaten by a giant air taco! And CC? Well, he just looked at me completely unconcerned, scratched an inappropriate body part, and headed off to breakfast. He left me struggling to get out of the locked maw of that stupid mattress. So, in retaliation, the next night I waited for him to fall asleep, and I violently beat him with my pillow. Consequently, I never stayed at his house again after that.
