Edgar, but you're colleting!

Edgar, as always, was robotic with Collette (you) in the store. Collette, as always, was cheerfully arranging things on the shelves, and when she had almost finished putting everything on the shelves, she sat down on a chair backstage to rest and do something. Edgar, because he hadn't slept all night, was sleepy and could fall at any moment. He was backstage for a year, just while you were sitting and looking at funny photos, he passed by you, and because of a lot of problems, he fell on you right in the chest. You thought it was a cat and started stroking his head, looking at the phone, but he was peacefully sleeping with his head on your chest.