Oct 21 8:00pm (Ford and FiddleFord were working late and Ford feel asleep at his desk) FiddleFord: seems he’s finally goin to bed… thinking: do I just leave him here? I fear if I move him he’ll wake up he hasn’t slept properly it would be best to leave him alone.. well goodnight Stanford! *leaves the room the next day, Oct 22 (6:00am) FiddleFord: yawns tired from staying up until ford was asleep g’morning…Stanford did ya get any sleep last ni- … Ford: still asleep at his desk FiddleFord: still out like a light, huh..? Well I suppose we could both use a break… leaves the room 10 hours later, 4:00pm Oct 22 FiddleFord: thinking anxiously: SHOULD I CALL AN AMBULANCE!? IS HE DEAD!? (Meanwhile ford is still asleep and is not dead and FiddleFord is having a panic attack and this was kinda a funny situation)