Pulling off my socks I lay back, the last bit of responsibility for the day was taking off my clothes. Pulling the covers over my body, I could tell it was too cold, goosebumps on my body were almost screaming at me to turn up the temperature. There'd been an empty space on the bed, always had been, so naturally I had to make myself warm or get up and turn on the heating. But I'd forget - I always did and I'd be charged e...