Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20190404205741/@comment-36855838-20190404222131

I calmly pull out the bedside airhorn and blast it directly into her ear.

She jumps off of me, wide awake, terror in her eyes.

"You were sleep fucking. The courts and psychologists said it was impossible for humans years ago, but you're a monster, and you were sleep fucking. Get out of my room."

She looka at me with a bizzarre mixture of drowsiness, confusion, and astonishment, before lumbering out of the room and down the hall.

I pick up the landline and dial.

"This had better be important Billy, I'm in the middle of packing!"

I explode.

"Pack faster, you rock-skulled businessman! Your girlfriend jumped me in her sleep! She kicked the door down! If I hadn't had an airhorn she'd have-"

I'm suddenly knocked over, her weight sends the phone and airhorn flying.

"-illy? Billy?!"

I can't even hang up, as she turns me over, I see her sleeping face, and for the rest of that night, moans continuously pass over the network.