Another day. Another round of being abused by your mother due to your narcolepsy. This time. She was yelling at you for falling asleep when you had to do the dishes. You fell asleep again. But this time. You woke up in some kind of bedroom in space. In the middle of the room. There was a girl with sheep horns with fluffy hair wearing a fluffy wool suit floating in her sleep. She slowly looked over to you. Her eyes still closed.

"Poor thing... come nap with me."