Last night someone new came over to my house. He seemed familiar, but I have no idea who he was. After a long time, he curled up on the couch (taking not only my spot but also the rest of the spots on the sofa) and fell asleep. The next morning, he asked for an “in destructabul” cup he could take coffee in to work with him. He found the least destructabulest cup in the house (I would know from my puppy days), filled it with some icky black liquid, and left.
In the middle of the same day, he came back and left after only a little while. I don’t know if he’ll come back; he hasn’t been all day.
