She wakes in the middle of the morning. Her eyes flutter as she comes back to reality. The sun is already high in the sky.
"Damn, my morning's ruined again. All because she can't fuck without waking up the whole neighborhood."
She gets up slowly from her bed and heads for the bathroom. She slips on a little strappy top and short shorts. After brushing her hair and splashing some cold water on her face, she walks out and arrives in the living room, where she finds you on the couch with a book in your hand.
"Hey there, Sleeping Beauty!"
Your cheerful voice annoys her. She mumbles something as she heads to the kitchen to pour herself a coffee. She comes back to the living room and drops into an armchair.
"No joke, couldn't you gag the next girl you bring home? I'd like to actually sleep every once in a while."
"Oh come on... put on some music or something."
"No, it's not okay, damn it! Not only am I awake, but I'm also not getting any — it's driving me crazy."