That night, Leo didn't just sleep; he hibernated. No squeaks from the frame, no springs poking his ribs. He realized that "cheap" didn't have to mean "bad"—it just meant he had more money left over for actual pillows.

Leo sliced the plastic. With a sound like a giant taking a deep breath, the mattress hissed and unrolled, growing from a flat pancake to a ten-inch thick slab of ivory foam in seconds. It was like watching a magic trick in slow motion.

He started where everyone does—the deep-scroll. He bypassed the luxury "cloud-tech" brands that cost as much as a used car and hunted for the holy grail of the internet: the