"What sleep numbers?" Sloth looked confused for a minute. "You mean my bed? Nah, it's nothing special. I don't really have a place of my own. I sleep in Wrath's spare bed usually, sometimes in Envy's bed. But I'm not talking to him just now cos he was a prick and abandoned me to be attacked by ghosts by killing himself. It was so disgusting. Yeah, he's got some making up to do still." She sniffed and rubbed her nose with the back of her hand. "Wrath's pretty decent. She's fucking a saint though. I mean, apart from that she's good. She made her living room into a beach for me once."