This is what happens when I try to sleep at the club.
A couch that I usually can stretch out on becomes one I have to curl up on.
This is what happens when Snickers sleeps at the club.
Any and all mosquitoes try to feast on him so a couch he usually can relax on quickly needs to be protected by a mosquito net.
And this is what happens when Snickers and I both sleep at the club.
The couch quickly becomes a spooning fest with Pyen Chi keeping guard by our side.
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