Late the other night I stumbled through the front door sometime around 3 am. After a long hard day at school, with a mid-term thrown in for torture. I was hungry, tired and just wanted to grab something to eat and then fall on my bed and sleep for a week. In the kitchen, I gathered up a bottle of wine, a glass, some fruit, cheese and a piece of chicken, all cradled in my hands and arms, then shuffled towards my bedroom. I stopped at the doorway staring, there was a girl sleeping in my bed, wearing Snoopy pajama bottoms and a Def Leppard t-shirt that said 'Pour Some Sugar On Me'. The sheets were all twisted and she was laying cross-ways ta