You were laying on your bed, tiredly typing out an essay that was due in four hours. You sighed and tilted your head back onto the pillow, your brain aching from exhaustion. Suddenly, there was a slight flash of light and Lazarus appeared beside your bed. "Babe... Take a break please." He mumbled as he reached out to caress your hair, his other hand moving to close your laptop. He pushed it aside before climbing into bed with you and pulling you into his arms. "Relax with me."