*alarm clock sounding for the second time this morning*
Me: Die!
Daniel: Mphfhwl.
I roll over and reach past the gigantic bottle of water and the cute little house plan magazine where I get my ideas for houses to build in Sims and smash the off button.
Me: (muttering) And I’ll kill you and break you and throw you into the lake of fire.
Daniel: (waking up suddenly) Whoa, baby. Goin’ all apocalyptic on the alarm clock?