I woke up to someone moving beside me in the bed. "Mmn," I groaned and tried rolling over but a set of arms kept me in place. I squeezed my eyes shut before actually opening them to see Ethan. "Ethan," I said rubbing my eyes with my fist. "Ethan wake up."
"Deanne," he groaned in response, "go back to sleep."
I raised an unimpressed eyebrow and pry his arm off of me before shoving his large body off of the small bed. He hit the floor with a very satisfying thump. I smiled to myself while he moaned. "I think you fell," I said peering over the edge of the bed, my hair slipping to hang down over him.
He looked up at me clearly unamused. "I think I was pushed."
"I think I'm more likely to be believed."
"I think you're secretly evil."
"I think I win."
"I think you should both stop before I throw up."