Hypothetical #3 (Patreon)

You can see from the dim daylight that it is early. Earlier than you normally wake up. While you feel rested, you also feel hot, clammy and thirsty. You are wondering how come you woke up before the alarm went off. Are you getting sick? But wouldn’t you then just sleep through the alarm instead? It’ll all reveal itself in due course, you decide, and get up to have a piss and some cold water.

Just as you swing out your leg from the bed you see the reason to your unusual state of waking up. On your foot is a grey, heavy sock with a red ring just where it ends. Surprised, with a tinge of fright, you stand up. You have work boot socks on both feet, and wear a pair of black, tight fitting Hanes boxers, none of which you went to bed with. Had you been sleepwalking? Did someone dress you while you were asleep?! You realize you need to check if your door is locked.

That’s when you see the pile of clothes next to the bedroom door. A pair of sturdy boots, a pair of beige carhartt shorts and a black and yeehaw camo under armour hoodie. All of it is dusted, speckled or caked in dried mud. There is a faint smell of petrichor, boot leather and man musk.

The fuck is going on? What do you do?

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