The past couple of nights, when I went to bed, I would notice something crunchy. Crumbs? Dirt? I couldn't for the life of me figure out what it was.
Maybe it was dirt from when I had taken a nap after a long run? But, there was a lot. More than could have ever sruck to my legs without me noticing.
Well, this morning, the mystery was solved. Deep within the recesses of my sheets, towards the foot of my bed...the crust from a piece of toast.
Someone "borrowed" a piece of toast FROM THE COUNTER and nudged it within the depths of my sheets.
My money's on Sebastian.
But, there's really no way to now.
Note to self: don't leave toast on the counter.
That is all.
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