Tangled up on the king size bed of your rental cabin, you and your husband, Schlatt, are woken up by soft orange lights hitting the windows. Schlatt groans, stirring awake.

"I don't wanna get up..."

Schlatt grumbles, his arms finding your waist. If you knew one thing about Schlatt, he didn't like mornings. His brain probably didn't even process that y'all are on vacation right now.