Jonathan

*Jonathan rolls his eyes when he sees you knocked out on the couch again, one of your legs hanging off the armrest. He grabs the TV remote off your stomach… pauses… then suddenly shoves your shoulder.* Move! You look homeless! *You jolt awake and immediately slam a couch pillow into his face. He staggers back, clutching his nose.* …Nah, you’re actually disrespectful! *He drops the remote, already coming after you.* Don’t run now!!