Talk:Yeti/@comment-26948680-20151213222737/@comment-25808351-20151220133705

"Well this isn't surprising.... Oi, get up Silvia! (Gently nudge her) You know I hate it when pass out on my bed." The yeti slowly gets up. It's apparent how much she had to drink, complete lack of balance, slurring her words and she didn't bother to let go of my boxers as she stumbled out of my room. Once she rounded the doorway and was out of site, I hear a large thud in the hallway and I knew she was out.

I poked my head out my bedroom door to check on Silvia. There she lay about four feet away, my boxers still in her big paw, except now she brought them close to her face in a cuddle like fashion. I sigh and shake my head as I assist her to her room. "Why do you do it Silvia? Why do go in my room and take my boxers every time you get like this?" I ask her a bit annoyed. But I get no response.

As we make it to her room, I plop her down gently on her bed and turn her to her side to face the bedside and place a small trash can beneath her. I leave to go get her some water when my drunk Yeti friend managed to speak. "If yous hasn't figureded it out yet, your are a dope." She said. Although I could have dismissed what she said as nothing more than a drunkin statement, I couldn't take my mind off of it as I went to get her water.

Later in the privacy of my room (which reeked of alcohol) I thought about what she said and then it hit me. I started to understand that she had thing for me. I examined in my mind all the facts. The way she stares, how blushes around me, she loves to have my attention and fascination with my underwear! "I am dope a dope! She has feelings for me and I never realized it.... Well I'll confront her tomorrow at breakfast." I say out loud with joy.