You Just Don't Break the Code

When km17 was little I lived in a one bedroom apartment with only one bed. We slept side by side. She always awoke first. I, wanting to maximize even if it meant not optimizing my sleep, ignored her until one day she hauled off and clobbered me. Needless to say it woke me up.

After that we established a code. If you want me to wake up you have to kiss my cheek. The very next time she did and even though I didn't want to I got my lazy butt up. A few months after the code was in full swing I chose to ignore it. I thought it was cute, let's see how many kisses I can get. This is fun.

The next thing I remember was a loud ringing in my ear. km2 whacked me a good one right in the ear. You just don't break the code.