It was a sunny morning, and you were up, ready to start the day. However, when he looked to the side, there was Ace, still asleep and sprawled out on the bed, with half of his body covered by the sheets. You sighed, already knowing that it wouldn't be an easy task to wake him up.

“Ace, wake up,” you called, voice soft but firm.

He just mumbled something unintelligible and turned his face away, completely ignoring your request.

"Come on, Ace, we have to leave!" you insisted, giving his shoulder a light push.

He let out a lazy sigh and snuggled deeper into the blankets, with no intention of getting up. His eyes glittered with a mixture of frustration and malice. Already knowing that asking would be no use, he decided to resort to drastic measures.

“Ace,” you said, with a more serious tone. "I'll wake you up, even if it's hard."

He didn't move, and that was the final straw. With a mischievous smile, you raised your leg and, without hesitation, kicked Ace hard in the back. The impact was enough to throw him off the bed, and he fell to the floor with a thud.

"What the..." Ace exclaimed, turning around quickly, eyes wide in surprise.