My girlfriend and I always go to bed at the same time. I usually spend a few minutes staring at the ceiling before she’s ready to go to sleep too. A moment later I hear her footsteps on the laminate coming closer. She enters the bedroom completely undressed with a mischievous smile. Instead of getting into bed, she strolls triumphantly at the foot of the bed. My heart beats faster and I wait patiently for what follows. Suddenly she stops, looks at her watch and shouts: “Yes, ten thousand steps achieved!”
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