Bottom Drawer Nest

Crawled headfirst into the bottom drawer of the desk. Smelled like dry wood and old paper. My foot bumped a crinkled ball of metallic silver foil. Crunch. Excellent noise. I grabbed it with both hands, mashed it against my front, and gave it a solid bite to test the resistance. Slippery, thin, and makes a sharp snap against my teeth. Didn't tear though. I smoothed out one shiny corner, then curled around the crunchy wad right next to a wooden ruler. Perfect hiding spot. Found my place for the night.