Like so many good tales, this one starts out with drinking. My friend Jen had me over to her condo for some fun and drinks after a long week. I’ve known her for 4 years and we are great friends, and she always knows what I should drink next.
The night was winding down, and I was clearly not in any state to drive home. Jen’s place is a split-level unit, with a guest bedroom on the first floor and the master bedroom upstairs. I was going to just Uber home and then back the next morning to get my car, but Jen wasn’t having any of it. After a little protesting, I agreed to sleep in the guest bedroom.
The guest room is pretty small, with just enough room for a full size bed and a small dresser, but it does have a tiny attached bathroom with a shower, which is nice. I settled into the bed and closed my eyes. My head was still spinning a little from the drinks, but I dozed off pretty quickly.