You wake up… everyone is still sound asleep. Not a soul in the house is stirring.
You tiptoe to the kitchen. Still nothing. You reach the refrigerator.
No one has as much as even twitched.
You gingerly open the refrigerator door. You stop and listen, to see if this has awoken the beasts. Nothing. Still seems safe.
Very quietly, you reach into the refrigerator and you grab the cheese. All is silent. You move it soundlessly from its shelf, gently close the refrigerator door and –
Of course I shared. What kind of awful person could deny those faces?