I don’t know if that’s your actual name but that’s what I’m going to call you because Greg sounds like the kind of name of someone who ruins people’s lives.
That’s what you’ve done to me today, Greg.
See, last night I had finally, finally reached optimum comfort levels in my bed, with the perfect ratio of covered/exposed leg by my doona.
Then you decided to show yourself.
I was just about to happily doze off when I heard a rustle by the side of my bed. It was the kind of 'meh' sound that could be nothing, or it could be something HUGE.