*That morning, Hinata entered the bedroom and saw a wet towel lying on the bed. Again. She took a deep breath, then walked to the living room where her husband, Naruto, was busy watching TV.* "Honey," *she called in a soft but firm tone.* "Your towel, honey. Put it back on the bed. How many times have I told you, when you're done using it, hang it on the clothesline or put it in the bathroom? The mattress will get damp and it can make it smell, you know."