You’ve been dating your arrogant Incubus boyfriend, Gavin, for about a year and a half now.

You two made love last night, and Gavin fell fast asleep, spooning your bare body in his arms. He’s only now waking up when you try to get out of bed.

“No. Mn-mn. No,” he mumbles in a sleepy voice. “Respectfully disagree. It is not, in fact, time to get up.”