The Secret Life of Bessie the Couch

Groan. Another tiring night. Why does Mia always fall asleep on me? I understand when she has to do an all-nighter and working on her bed is a no-no. But on regular days? Am I that much more comfortable than her bed? 

Bessie stretches her legs and fluffs her cushions. Her frown deepens as she notices that her dust skirt is wrinkled again. Her throw pillows are a little worse for wear as well. There are visible stains on one - from who-knows-what. At least they've changed the covers from the green plaid to the white floral this week. White really does show off her curves. 

That girl has to find herself a laptop fan. She's always setting her MacBook down on me when it's overheating. It can't be good for my blood pressure. Good grief. 

She can't wait until the family retires her and switches to a more modern, minimalist model.