[Hopefully Cliff's not too deeply asleep, otherwise he might miss the slight creak of hinges as his bedroom door opens at around 2am in the morning. The intruder isn't exactly the most stealthy, but that might be in part because his clothes don't quite fit him well at the moment, and he keeps tripping over the hem of his now very overlarge shirt.
But that won't stop the five year old from pouncing on Cliff a few seconds later, flinging himself onto the bed in a cannonball-esque leap with a yell.]
July 18th, early morning
But that won't stop the five year old from pouncing on Cliff a few seconds later, flinging himself onto the bed in a cannonball-esque leap with a yell.]