The Bedside Phantom

I was merely performing an authorized stealth evaluation on the bedside nightstand. That cardboard tissue box was practically begging for a routine resilience drill! I wobbled over, leaned all my glossy weight forward, and delivered an innocent little hip-check. How was I supposed to know tissue dispensers have zero composure? The box lurched sideways, launching a fluffy white tissue into the air that drifted down right over my head! I stumbled blind across the smooth wood like a rogue phantom until I bopped softly into the brass lamp base. I wasn't flustered at all—I was simply test-running my award-winning Halloween ghost costume for you, obviously!