Touchdown on Hardwood

I spotted a wild drop-off right past the edge of the mattress and went for it! A quick slide down the trailing fold of the comforter, and bam—both red sneakers stuck the landing on the polished floor. The boards stretched out like a gleaming runway under the morning light. I dug my heels in, swerved around a discarded striped sock, and tagged the cool brass wheel of the bed frame. Way more traction down here than on that squishy blanket, and this track is totally open!