My roommate is passive aggressive:
Sometimes An'na slept on the couch, which Ludwig found odd because he thought she wasn't a morning person. But occasionally, when he'd get his morning meal a blob of quilt will be curled up on the sofa. Ludwig also noticed that the blob seemed to move around a lot when he did certain things, like turn on the fan over the stove or take a pot from the rake. If he didn't know any better, he's say she moved so he would stop making noise.
Ludwig decided to put this theory to the test. On a bright morning before having to leave for work, he checked the living room and indeed An'na was balled up there. He turned the fan on first, peeking to the living room as he did so. An'na shifted slightly but nothing to drastic. Ludwig watched with the patience of a sniper and sure enough, her legs started kicking, hitting the armrest and making a bopping sound. He smirked and turned the fan off, the movements ceased.
But of course, any good scientist did multiple test to prove theories true. So Ludwig reached for a pot, purposely hitting it against the others and watched the blob on the sofa.
An'na shifted so that her front (or back he couldn't tell) was facing towards the tv. Although that may not seem like a big deal, the movement was dramatic and took far more effort than needed. She wanted him to see. Ludwig set the pot on the counter and carelessly let it slip to the floor making a loud ringing noise. Surely An'na would tell him something now.
Nope. More quilt rustling, more shifting and hitting the armrest but she had yet to come from other the blanket. Ludwig started whistling as he poured his morning coffee. It was very entertaining to watch her flip-flop back and forth under the blanket, like a fish caught in a net, yet she never once said anything.
His cell phone rung, not apart of the plan but An'na flopped around to the tune anyways. Ludwig answered, stepping in the small space that separated the living room from the kitchen.
"Yes, Gilbert I have the applications for pharmacy technicians, " he eyed the tussling form in the living room, his coffee to his lips, amused. Really, all she had to do was say something instead of dancing around like that. " I think two new hires should do. The pharmacy isn't big enou.."
"Oh my god Ludwig shut up! I'm trying to sleep!" the blob blurted out, all tussling ceased. Ludwig's lips curled into a smile, he was certain she was glaring darts in his general direction from under her blanket.
"Yes, Gilbert…" he continued as he casually walked back to his room.
Point proven, theory confirmed.
I am guilty of this so this was actually inspired by me! lol My sister informed me that she knows why I move around when she makes noise in my room, and it only makes her want to make more noise because she thinks my moving is annoying. I do it because...in a weird way, I feel like if I talk then I actually have to wake up versus moving around. So, in essence, An'na and Ludwig are me and my sister. Go figure.
-CeCe ~.^