In the Middle of the Night Between Saturday and Sunday
"OUCH!...What the fu---?! Oh..."
Yawn, "Good morning."
"Do you remember kicking me last night?"
"Really hard. Like, three times."
Embarrassed laugh, "Oh. Shit. Yeah, I remember. I was dreaming I guess. I had to kick the door down to escape. It took three hard kicks to get that thing open."
"Yeah, I know. I think I have bruises."
"Oh, gosh. I'm so sorry. But I warned you that I sleep like a maniac!"