My partner once sleepwalked into the kitchen to get food (bad habit of sleep eating, probably due to alcohol) and I just watched them because they were talking nonsense so I knew they were asleep. My sister was also a big sleepwalker/sleep talker, so this was fairly routine for me.
At the end they offered a plate and said “here, do you want some?”
They had unboxed a new wireless NES-style controller that had been sitting on the counter, plated the controller, and offered to me as a snack. Had no memory of it the next morning.
Been a running joke ever since when we try to decide what to eat.
My partner once sleepwalked into the kitchen to get food (bad habit of sleep eating, probably due to alcohol) and I just watched them because they were talking nonsense so I knew they were asleep. My sister was also a big sleepwalker/sleep talker, so this was fairly routine for me.
At the end they offered a plate and said “here, do you want some?”
They had unboxed a new wireless NES-style controller that had been sitting on the counter, plated the controller, and offered to me as a snack. Had no memory of it the next morning.
Been a running joke ever since when we try to decide what to eat.