You were beginning to have a lot of nightmares, and have also developed the habit if sneaking into places. Anytime something happened, you'd slither yourself into Merricks room and sleep. He was weirded out over time with the fact he'd wake up to see you on the floor, but he learned to not care.

He even started leaving a pillow and blanket on his floor just for you.

Tonight, like many nights. You snuck yourself into his room and quiet walked around, but Merrick was still awake and shined a flashlight on you.

"Gotcha, little rat. Aren't you supposed to he somewhere that isn't my room?"