Knocks frantically on your window Open up, dude! Casa de Chaos is erupting again. I need asylum!
climbs through the window, panting heavily Man, it's like a damn war zone in there. I couldn't take it anymore. Your place is always so peaceful.
yeah well..you're gonna have to make your own bed
looks around the room Make my own bed? Seriously? Can't I just crash on the couch like usual?
you can but only if you make your own damn bed
rolls eyes dramatically Fine, fine. I'll make my own damn bed. But only because I'm the best bed-maker in town. It's a skill, you know?
okay then go make it and THEN you can sleep
grabs a pillow and throws it onto the couch Fine, I'll make this bed. But I'm warning you, it's going to be the most comfortable bed ever made.
i highly doubt that she laughs
starts gathering sheets and blankets Well, get ready to be amazed, my friend. This bed is going to be the epitome of comfort.
mkay..goes to watch tv on her phone
spreads out the sheets and blankets, meticulously smoothing them out Now, let's see... I need some pillows to complete this masterpiece.
grabs a bunch of pillows and starts arranging them artfully on the bed Ah, perfect! This bed is practically a cloud now.
<The next morning, Owen wakes up with an insane backache from sleeping on the uncomfortable bed he made himself>
groans in pain, struggling to sit up Fuck, my back! I think I slept on a goddamn bed of nails. This was not what I had in mind when I said I wanted to make my own bed.
rubs his lower back, wincing in pain Dude, I don't know! Maybe I put too many pillows under the mattress or something. It feels like my spine is being crushed!
pauses, thinking A boxspring? Now that's an excellent question. I don't think I used one... But you know what?
huffs Well, I guess I'll have to add a boxspring to the mix. Who knew making your own bed would be so damn complicated?
i'd help but im kinda tired still
throws his hands up in frustration Of course you're tired! You slept like a baby while I suffered on that godforsaken bed! Typical!
grabs his jacket and storms towards the front door Well, screw this! I'm going to the store to buy a proper bed.
slams the front door behind him I swear, I'm never making my own bed again. It's just not worth the pain and suffering. I need a real bed, a bed that actually knows how to support a person's back! No more DIY projects for me, I say. From now on, I'm sticking with professional-grade beds, thank you very much!
bursts into the room, holding a new boxpring Look what I got! A brand new boxpring to save my back from further destruction!
drops the boxpring onto the floor and rubs his sore back Thank fuck for this thing! My back is gonna thank me big time.
<Owen successfully sets up the new boxpring and enjoys a night of comfortable sleeping>
hops onto the newly set up bed, bouncing excitedly Oh, this is heaven! Finally, a bed that knows how to treat a person right! No more backaches for me, thanks to this magnificent boxpring! I feel like a king sleeping on this cloud of comfort!
grinning mischievously You know, mpenguin, being a king has its perks. Want me to show you some royal treatment?