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[maderr]

You know what's fun? Turning over in bed and suddenly having something sharp and painful in your leg, only to rip off the sheets to find there's a fucking sewing needle rammed into your bed. I don't own sewing needles, and I've never touched my roommates. If it had been a cross stitch needle, weird, but okay. I do cross stitch. But it's not, it's a sewing needle. Why is there a sewing needle in my mattress?

You know what's even more fun? Is pulling back your dark sheets to find a bloodstain on the mattress cover that says this is not the first time I've managed to jab myself on the mysterious needle >_o That explains the mystery wound, anyway. Alas, no hot vampire is visiting me.

How the hell did it get rammed into my mattress?