It must be True Love

*Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say* 

Ace groaned, kicking his legs, and pulled a pillow over his ear, as the loud song started pounding in the room. 

Once he was up, he was going to kill the Evil Spawn, who dared to put a song, and not just a song, but a romantic track, on full volume in his house, without his permission. 

"AAAAAAAAAA" he screamed in his pillow, banging the bed he was on. 

His brown hair was sticking everywhere. 

He often wore nothing to the bed, but as he knew he shared the house with two more ungrateful assholes, he was wearing PJs covering his bottom. 

The weather had been all over the place. It would get extremely cold at night and in the morning and then suddenly it would be hot. There was no way, one could decide what they were going to wear, inside or out. But as he had an abundance of the blanket, he need not care about it much.