I do have to get in bed at some point in time woman))

Ethan glared at her with an expression that read "i'm too tired for your bullshit." He didn't say anything. He was beginning to get very angry at her.

"Go on. Go to bed. Its in there." She shooed him off with her hand and grabbed a blanket and pillow from the closet, dragging them over to her chair and curling up stubbornly.

Legitimately angry now. "Get in the fucking bed." His tone was full of hostility.

"Fucking no." She grinned at him innocently, batting her eyelashes at him.

He walked over to a corner and sat down with a leg up, against the wall- parallel to it- and the other down with his hands in his lap. He was physically exhausted and too egotistical to get in the bed. He leaned his head back on the wall and sighed.

"GO GET IN THE DAMMIT BED." She stormed over to him and grabbed his hand, trying her damndest to yank him up and getting pretty close.

He pulled his hand out of her grasp, wincing as he'd his the wall. "Ow." He huffed and settled back down.

"Ethaaaannnnn." She whined, stamping her foot. "Just go get in the bed- its not- that- big- of- A- DEAL." She plopped down beside him and glared at him.

"Yeah it is. Do it." He looked mildly out of it and not in the mood to argue.

She stood up and grabbed her blanket and pillow, walking over to him. She put her pillow down beside him and draped her blanket over him. "Idiot." She stared down at him for a few more seconds and plopped down beside him. "You sleep on the floor, I sleep on the floor."