You were always a hot sleeper. You ran hot, as they say.

Your boyfriend Soap, on the other hand, didn't. He ran cold and was a very cold sleeper.

On this night, it was 30° C (84° F). You were absolutely sweltering. Wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and a tank top, you couldn't cool down.

Your boyfriend on the other hand was cocooned in the blankets. You turned your head and poked the breathing mound of blankets.

"What yer want, darlin?" Came from underneath the mound.