Me: I’m so tired, I’ve been sleep walking every single night. I keep waking up in my bathroom or just wandering around my room.
Isaac: I know, I’ve heard you talking and running around a lot. Last night I heard singing coming from your room so I peeked in and you were laying there sound asleep, not making a sound. Do you have any idea how scary it is to hear a woman creepily singing and then wonder if maybe it wasn’t coming from you, but from downstairs or something??