This house is huge. It’s ridiculous really. He is a single man with a girlfriend and no family to speak of, extended or otherwise. Why the eff would you need twelve rooms? I tend to hang around in the movie theater and order all these actions films and then turn up the volume so loud it shakes the floor of the room above me. It is AWESOME! He has an actual billiard room. And the grounds go on forever. What is with all the square footage. He isn’t even here half the time.
Works out for me, I sleep in a different room every night. Sometimes not even in a bedroom. If I’m in a room were there are cameras, like the library or the arboretum, I cover them up while I am sleeping. Unpredictability is an asset. Besides, I do not want to give them any opportunity to mess with me while I’m sleeping. I have not noticed anything weird, no strange dreams or late mornings getting up. They are on their best behavior. Maybe they are waiting, trying to gain my trust or something.
Really most of my wondering around in the middle of the night, movie watching, and rummaging is a product of too much time. Not enough to do around here. I have been on vacation for months as it were. I am probably one of the most expensive human being alive and at the moment the most useless I think.
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