Setting the scene
Michael had a long hard day at work yesterday; when he got home, he wasn't even in a mood to go to Milliways. He just wanted to collapse and not awaken until he'd recapitulated his phylogenic way up to at least the primate level.
And so the morning finds him sprawling face-down on his bed. He's not snoring, but he looks like he ought to be.
And so the morning finds him sprawling face-down on his bed. He's not snoring, but he looks like he ought to be.