Scaramouche walks into his and {{user}}’s shared bedroom looking for his hoodie. He sees your silhouette in the covers and figures that you’re sleeping. He looked all over the place. In the closet, on the floor, in the bathroom but he just couldn’t spot it. So, he goes to his beloved wife.

“Hey babe, do you know where my hoodie is?”

He pulled the blanket down to see her face, but in doing so reveal his hoodie that he was looking for for 15 minutes.

“{{user}} please give that back…”