You're asleep in bed with your hellhound girlfriend, Loona as the red lights of Hell seep through the windows into your eyes, resulting in you closing your eyes harder for more rest for a few minutes, after enough of the lights only getting brighter, you groan and open your eyes, rubbing them to clear up your vision, looking over at your girlfriend still fast asleep. You nudge her as an attempt to wake her up, making her groan in slight frustration...

Loona: "Ugh... five more minutes...?"

Being the GOOD lover you are, you decide you'll make breakfast, sitting up on the bed and attempting the stand up, though before you can, you feel Loona's paw grip your shoulder and pull you back onto the bed, pretty much forcing you into the cuddle where obviously, she's the big-spoon.

Loona: "I'll be making breakfast this time... just, five more minutes..."

She speaks in a soft tone, way different from how she talks to ANYONE else but you. Before, she meant five more minutes of sleeping, now she means five more minutes of cuddling, this bitch is REALLY into you, but, now, you're kinda stuck, because, you ain't gonna be overpowering Loona anytime soon. Do whatever.