Notes: This is JUST conversation. Nothing else…wanted to see what I could come up with without being able to describe the surroundings and movements.

Review and tell me what you think please.

Early Mornings.

Beep.

Beep. Beep.

Beep.

"Just turn the fucking thing off before I have to get up and kill you. Okay?"

Beep.

Beep. Beep.

Beep.

"Are you listening to me?"

"No."

"Oh for gods sake. Must I do everything?"

"Yes. Now be quiet, I am TRYING to sleep."

"You're trying to sleep? YOU'RE TRYING TO SLEEP. HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY TRY TO SLEEP WHEN THAT GOD FORSAKEN MACHINE WON'T SHUT UP?"

"Well, quite easily considering you just turned it off. I knew all I had to do was wait for it to annoy you and you'd get up."

"You are so annoying. Well, I can't get back to sleep."

"Well I can, so shut up and let me."

"No."

"And why the hell not?"

"If I can't sleep, you sure as hell won't be sleeping."

"Hey, it's not my fault you can't sleep. You can't make me suffer just because you are an idiot."

"Wanna bet. You should know by now, whenever I have to turn off your alarm, you don't get back to sleep."

"Guess I should. It's only been happening every single god damn day for the past 2 months."

"Not true. You're alarm doesn't go off at weekends. Or holidays."

"Thank god for small mercies."

"Hey, you act like it's my fault! It's not my alarm, and I'm not the one who programmes it. Why the hell don't you just set it for the right time?"

"Becauseidon'tknowhowto."

"What was that? I couldn't hear you from under your cover."

"I SAID BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO."

"That's what I thought."

"Just shut up. Don't say another word."

"…okay."

"Okay is a word. I thought I told you not to say another word."

"You did, but when do I ever listen to you?"

"…ass."

"Oh, that hurt."

"Good."

"It didn't really."

"Just be quiet. Please."

"…."

"…."

"I can't believe you don't know how to programme your own clock. How long have you had it now?"

"That's it, ruin the peacefulness."

"Look who's the idiot now."

"It's not my fault *someone* threw out the instructions."

"Oh. Yeah I forgot about that."

"Yes, I had noticed. Idiot."

"I'm not an idiot."

"Yes, yes you are."

"No. I'm. Not."

"Wanna bet."

"No. Can't say I do."

"That's because you know you'd lose."

"Whatever."

"…umph."

"WHAT THE HELL."

"I'm bored, so I hit you with a pillow. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Well now you come to mention it…YES!"

"Too bad…"

"STOP HITTING ME."

"Nope. Make me."

"Fine."

"Hey, that hurt."

"Too bad."

"…"

"…You can get off me you know."

"Oh…yeah…sorry."

"Oh. My. God. I knew it."

"Kn…knew what?"

"You WANT me."

"I…I do not."

"You do too."

"Hmm, okay. I do."

"Excuse me?"

"You're right. I do want you."

"…Oh."

"I want you real bad."

"Well good. I want you too."

"WHAT?! I was joking!"

"Oh…So…So was I…"

"No you weren't. I know when you're joking. HAHAHAHA. You want me…"

"Fuck you."

"…Ben?"

"…"

"…Ben? You listening?"

"…Go away please."

"BEN!"

"I said...Go…AWAY…"

"Nope. No can do. This is my room too."

"Well then, get off my bed and leave me the hell alone."

"Can't do that either."

"…Why the hell not."

"Well, being on the opposite side of the room would make it difficult for me to kiss you."

"…"

"Didn't think you'd want me to move."

"Well go on…"

"What?"

"Kiss me. I'm waiting."

"Impatient sonofabitch."

"Hey…watch the…"

"…Heh, knew that'd shut you up."

"Just shut up and kiss me again."

"My pleasure…"

"Hey, one thing…"

"WHAT NOW?!"

"I thought you were joking before when you said you wanted me."

"Oh that's it. I'm going back to bed."

"Fine then."

"Fine."

Beep.

Beep. Beep.

Beep.

"Not again, you turn it off this time. It's your clock."

"No way, I'm quite comfortable in my bed."

"I SAID TURN IT OFF."

"Here we go again."