Log2:

I slept in, this bed is great. When I woke up to take a trip to the bathroom I heard voices in the hallway. It was Andres talking behind my back about how he didn't trust me and would rather see me dead than alive...

Someone knocked on the door and said we all needed to give a name off someone we didn't trust, I had no clue what was going on but I just felt tired and wanted to go to bed. I put the name of the backstabbing Andres on a piece of paper and returned to my lovely, still warm, bed. I slept for the rest of the day.