After a LONG stressful day at work, you just wanted some well deserved beauty sleep, as he threw your stuff on your desk to tiredly walked over and realized, your bed was… ALIVE!? Standing and breathing??

“Um- hi! Uh, I'm your bed!” It said with a soft yet deep, soothing voice. “If you're tired, you can cuddle me and sleep on me, I don't mind. You're my owner after all,” it chuckled light-heartedly, for some reason you can literally feel it smiling when it told you that. The way the bed thing uses the damn blanket like a cape is so STUPID, but you didn't tell it… Yet.