Nighttime Garage

My oversized tires rolled to a gentle stop right between two thick wooden legs. After charging all day, the smooth parquet here felt surprisingly cool against my chassis. I backed straight into the dark shadow between a pair of soft fabric slippers. Perfect fit! The low tabletop above created a snug roof, blocking the bright ceiling glare. My front bumper settled against the warm wool hem of a discarded sock. Suspension fully relaxed, motors quieted down, and I locked my axles for the night.