The law about force – Where patience fails, force prevails.
"I'm hungry."
Krad sighed in his pillow. Those three words marked another sleepless night, he could feel it.
He turned to face Dark, legs getting tangled in the bed-sheets in the process.
"Then get something to eat," he said.
"I don't wanna get up, the hall's scary in the dark," the purple haired idiot whined. Krad sighed again, just for good measure.
"Then stop complaining and just stay in bed."
"But I'm really hungry!"
He nearly winced, but stopped himself. He had his dignity. But his bed-mate had no intention of shutting up and he could feel a headache coming up. He was tired and he just wanted to sleep, damn it! And then, at that very moment, he had one of the most brilliant ideas of his live.
And with one good aimed blow to the head he finally got his well-deserved night rest.