Clomping Day 2: The Clompening

Today was Clomping Day. There was a new world record set. And the reason was totes valid.
Special K could not locate one particular pillow case that desperately NEEDED. TO BE FOUND. Because imagine making a bed where everything matched and not being able to complete the look because you were short one pillowcase. The horror. Actually, as a guy, I cant imagine making the bed where any two things actually match. But this isn't about me.
So what this mystery called for was a good clomping. Followed by a complete emptying of the linen cupboard, which is directly outside my bedroom door. Everything was emptied onto the floor and sorted through loudly. "Where the fuck is this cunting pillowcase? How the fuck do you lose a pillowcase anyway?".
Unfortunately, after each item was loudly sorted and most of it sworn at, the runaway pillowcase still was not located. So the clomping continued. Clomping into the laundry where cupboards were opened and loudly closed. Clomping into the back yard to loudly look if the escaped pillowcase was in fact on the washing line. It loudly wasn't.
Then she knocked on Not Gary & C Girl's door. "Have you guys got an extra pillowcase? What pillowcases have you got on your bed right now?"
"We're using our own" was C Girl's blunt reply.
"Oh. Well I guess they're not in your room then" was what she said but through my bedroom door I am pretty sure I could hear her eyes scouring their room through the open door.
Then she importantly clomped off somewhere else and clomped back again. And knocked on my door. I was not yet out of bed, was wearing only a t-shirt and jocks and was watching The Boy Who Could Fly. So, obviously, I had a boner. OK, NO I DIDN'T. But I still didn't want her in my room when I was that disheveled. So I closed my laptop with the speedy guilt of a 14 year old who's mum is about to walk in on him watching porn and pulled the doona up over me.
"Hello?" I called
She opened the door and walked in. "Hey. What pillow cases have you got on your pillows?"
"uh..these ones", I said and sat up. They're just a light blue kind of colour.
"Huh. Yeah, they're not it. I'm looking for a kind of purpley one, have you seen it?"
"No"
"Ok, well, no worries" she said and clomped out of my room.
The kind-of purpley pillowcase, in my opinion, doesn't want to be found.