Even by the evening, I should sleep. What's wrong? I don't know. Who knows. Is something wrong? No. No, just... No, it isn't.

Turn around. Who's there? I'm not there. No, I'm over here. Why would you think I was there? Because I told you? No, I didn't. I didn't speak to you. You imagined it. You were led on by my accusation. Thing is, you deny it. You never thought I was there, did you?

Still, you get paranoid.

To be old again...

I remember back in the day when we were all old. Yep. Older than we'd ever been.

Sixteen years. Sixteen years of growth.

I'm a big guy. I can fall on the bed, it'll shake. I hope I never break the bed. The other bed falls beneath him. It hits the floor. The supports fail.

Supports do fail. Beds fall to the ground because supports fail. You'll be getting into bed, and the support fails. What will you do? You're halfway to the ground. You'll hit your head if you go to sleep.

No, sometimes you lift it back up.

It's a pain in the ass to lift up, too. It's a heavy mattress and box spring. You try to lift and get stuck. It's a small frame to fit into.

The frame is bent and broken.

Hey, let it be broken. Broken.

Don't borrow my bed, I like to sleep there.

Stupid little guy. Don't push me too far. If you do, you might just fall on your bed.
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