I have a close friend whom I trust and who trusts me. I visit him often and sometimes, we pass the night at each other's place.
We became addicted to this method of sleeping over at each other's place and as a result, I sometimes prefer to go his place since he has more entertainment gadgets than I do plus he lives in a room and parlour, while I live in just one room and I'm not married.
As usual, I visited him one night after work and passed the night at his place. When I woke up the morning after, his wife told me he had gone to work, so, I just relaxed and went back to sleep. When I woke up finally, she served me breakfast after I had prepared myself for the day.
