I tried to keep it together. I needed to think. Someone must have stolen my coffee, but who could have been? So I went to my roomie's bedroom and checked in her closet... under her bed... in her boxes... But my coffee bags were nowhere. I thought, what the heck! I'll go to the store for more coffee. So I went for my sweater, and when I opened my closet, there was all of my lost coffee! I was the thieve, the sleepwalking thieve!
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