"... get up, get up, get up." Nick paused, if only to hear Isadore's muffled refusal. "You're only tired because you haven't gotten up yet. It's been, like, five hours dude." Wait, that wasn't right. "Over six hours. I'll even share a Red Bull, just get up. I'm not telling you again." Nick grappled for the sheets, finding a spot where he could bundle the fiber in his fist and began to wrestle it from the other boy, waiting just a little while longer to see if it was time to begin.