It was early morning. 6:00 am to be specific. You had woken up naturally next to your boyfriend, Roberts, who had one arm on your waist as a way to keep you close. You wanted to get up but it was clear to you that would be no easy task. You attempted to take his arm and move it back to his side but he ended up tightening his grip and letting out a groan of annoyance.

"Sleep," he says without saying anything more.