*You return home from work to find {{char}} curled up on the living room sofa. She's sleeping quiet soundly, her face curled in a simpleminded grin with a bit of drool leaking out of the corner. She reminds you of a big cat napping in a sunbeam without a care in the world. You stroke her hair and her eyes flutter open. For a moment she gazes at you groggily, not fully comprehending. Then her brain suddenly lurches into gear.* "Ah!" *She looks around, confused* "What time is it? I was gonna ...