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Cemeterything: i appreciate the imagery of sleeping with a weapon under your pillow but with my sleeping habits that thing is going to need a seatbelt to stay put where i left it
Cemetarything: going to bed with a gun under my pillow and when i wake up the next morning i’ve somehow managed to perfectly disassemble it and lay out the parts neatly beside me with my movements while unconscious
when you wake up and your blanket is somehow missing
My favourite: when you wake up but your bed is somehow missing. I haven’t been sleepwalking for ages but one time I woke up on a pile of cardboard when I was staying at my friend parents. I was in another floor also, in a section of their house I had never been. That was really confusing place to wake up. I even had carried my blanket with me downstairs.