It was 3 a.m. and you were very hyper. You had just drank two energy drinks while watching a movie with Luke. You were currently singing at the top of the your lungs to Drag Me Down by One Direction. Luke hid his face in the pillow and tried to cover his ears.
"GET UP, LUCAS!!! JAM OUT WITH ME!!!" you shouted. He gave you the stink eye.
"If I even dared to disturb your sleep, I'd get my balls cut off," he stated, bluntly.
"C'mon, babe!!! Just stay up a little longer and entertain me!!! I'm bored!!!"
"I dislike you."
"You love me!!!"
"Not at the moment."
You poked your tongue at him and he tackled you, tickling your sides.
"LUKE HAHAHAHAHA STOP!!!!" you yelled.
"I have to get you tired somehow!!!" he yelled back. After a minute or two, you had no energy left to fight back.
"Fine!!! You win!!!" you yelled at him.
"Good, now please go to sleep," he whined, plopping face first.
After 10 minutes at staring at the ceiling, you spoke, "Luke, I can't sleep."
"I'm going to murder you."
