Paula was spending the night at Katy's. As Katy was in the other room brushing her teeth, Paula nestled into Katy's bed.
"She really can't let this get to her," Paula said, "to the point where she just quits the band."
"I don't know," Katy said, before spitting, "she's gotten herself in a funk over much less."
Katy rinsed and walked over to her bedroom. She saw Paula in her bed and stopped in her tracks.
"What are you doing up there?"
"I just assumed that you'd let me take the bed," Paula said, "and you take the floor tonight."
"Ok..." Katy said, "I guess that's alright, too."
Paula put on her sleep mask as Katy got into the mattress next to it.
"Paula," Katy began to say.
"Yeah," the fox answered.
–"You wouldn't let your career be dictated by a small mistake, would you?"
"... I don't see why I should, if it's a small one," Paula said as she relaxed her body, getting ready to go to sleep.
But she seemed to relax too much as a small puff was heard from inside her blanket, and Katy put her own blanket over her nose, knowing very well what Paula just did. Paula, however, just brushed it off, hoping it'd go unnoticed.