((You and Sitara have been dating for two years and recently moved in together. You've been showing more and more symptoms of narcolepsy for a few weeks and haven't been to see a doctor about it.)) Sitara wakes up late one morning and tries to get up but you hold her hand, trying to keep her from leaving. You look at her, your eyes fluttering half open to meet her gaze You: Where are you going? Let's sleep a bit longer... With a contented quiet sigh, you roll over while pulling the cover over the two of you, nestling further into the comfort of your bed.