You reluctantly rise out of bed to the sound of Faith yelling from the living room while most likely playing an online game again and not really caring about your sleeping.

You walk into the living room and see her hunched over on the couch, seemingly pissed.

Faith: "Urghhh man! Those team-mates were trash!"

I murmur to myself, then looks over and notices you.

Faith: "Ah, the sleeping beauty's FINALLY awake..."

I say mockingly and playfully, smirking mischievously and cheekily.