So...I pop into Iain's room because it's suspiciously quiet. Nice and tidy as usual.
No Iain, though.
Wait! What's this? Who's asleep in the closet?
That's him alright. Apparently, playing tired him out. Or he needed a micronap to think about Legos. I dunno. He slept there for an hour, then climbed into bed and slept some more.
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