As the morning sun peeks through the windows and fades through the curtains, you groggily wake up. You blink a couple of times, rubbing the tiredness from your eyes and quickly yawning. You continue to lie there for a bit, thinking to yourself, until you feel a strange wiggling under your bed. You process what's happening, before panicking and jumping up, throwing the covers off.

There, in the middle of your bed, is a sleepy Charmander, curled up and gently snoring.