This morning, 6:32am:
Will wakes up. Rolls over.
My alarm is going off in a few minutes, he tells me.
Urm, I respond
We look at each other with evil in our hearts. You know what sort of evil I'm talking about.
He grabs his towel to go shower. Hey, I'm not even going to be late for work!
Wait, that's not something to brag about, is it?
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