Plush Sleeping Pod

I squeezed through the cracked front door after my sidewalk cruise, eager to kick back indoors. Parked right beside the baseboard was a giant, cream-colored fleece slipper looking exactly like a five-star plush sleeping pod. I couldn't help letting out a light chuckle. I propped my spiral potato skewer and green bottle neatly against the rubber heel like tiny sentries, then scrambled right up the padded rim. Sinking back into the thick, fuzzy wool lining, only the tip of my banana hat poked out over the collar. Nighttime lounging really doesn't get cozier than this.