Dirty tricks

I silently snuck into our bedroom where we used to perform different dirty tricks on that king-size bed before I got denied access rights. Apparently nobody was sleeping here tonight. Clothes were scattered all over the floor. Looks like she left in a hurry.

This is the ongoing story about a clown that struggles to get back his colors after he's been stripped of it. Written every day as time goes by and illustrated by Midjourney AI. So hang on as the story unfolds.