Bob and Linda, a typical workaholic couple, often worked themselves to the bone, hence why their favorite part of the day was dinner and bath time. On most evenings, their lives ran like clockwork. A shared meal followed by a warm soak would naturally evolve into bedtime.
One day after dinner and bath, while snuggling into bed, Linda came up with a peculiar way of ensuring she would be alerted to when Bob gets out the bed on his midnight missions. To Linda, every once in a while, their neatly arranged living room and kitchen looked a little less pristine. She would wake up to dried crumble up leaves on the floor and that was just enough proof for her that her dearly beloved husband was slipping out of bed in the middle of the night and going outside for some reason or another. A shrewd and astute lady, she thought of a simple solution.
Don't mind me, she'd mumble drowsily, slinging her leg across his leg as if by chance. Just feeling comfortable. Of course, the primary purpose of this bizarre sleeping posture was to awaken her whenever Bob would move and at certain times of the night Bob would remove himself out of their comfortable bed. She was intent on catching him in the act. She wanted to see his priceless reaction to getting caught right before he endured his midnight routine.
However, Bob was not as naive as Linda thought. He had been noticing her newly formed habit of her 'comfortable sleeping' position and was not about to have his night-time missions thwarted. One evening, while they laid down for bed, Linda started her 'cozy up' move. With an eyebrow quirked, he responded, You must be crazy, Linda. With a little smirk, he patted his wife's leg affectionately and waited for her to fall asleep. He slid a pillow into the spot his wife's leg usually occupied.
Slightly, he slipped out from under the pillow, making his way to the back room for his late-night chatting session. To Linda, she felt a bit colder but was none the wiser. Every night, Bob repeated this feat with successful precision.
In the morning, he would always remember to replace himself under the leg, even more, clever than an international super spy, all while he’s in the back room on chatting on the chat line on his laptop hiding under Linda's unsuspecting nose. Linda continued to marvel at the sporadic of crumpled leaves , assuming the cat had discovered a way of getting out the house.
Despite the ongoing puzzle of crumbling leaves and midnight activities, she continued her everyday life, and she still doesn’t know till this day about Bob's late-night escapades and his witty pillow substitution.