niiight, 218
Eventually, Sharon had gotten sleepy and remembered that she liked her bed, and liked to be clean. At least, she thought she did. But she couldn't remember the mechanics of the shower (and there weren't any hoses around, and beisdes, THERE WERE BOYS and such running around, probably).
So she ended up camped out on her floor, thumb in her mouth, blanket wrapped around her. She would have built a tent, but she was too sleepy and cranky and besides that would require doing things, and she just wanted to sleep and there was cake in her hair... She drifted off to sleep without even noticing.
The plant, which had been almost entirely ignored the entire weekend, sat in its pot, and wondered if it would ever get watered.
So she ended up camped out on her floor, thumb in her mouth, blanket wrapped around her. She would have built a tent, but she was too sleepy and cranky and besides that would require doing things, and she just wanted to sleep and there was cake in her hair... She drifted off to sleep without even noticing.
The plant, which had been almost entirely ignored the entire weekend, sat in its pot, and wondered if it would ever get watered.