"That's obviously your own fault," she replied, matter-of-factly. He had all the control in the world over what time he went to bed. Laney had zero control over what time she needed to get up in the morning to go to school.
"Fine, we can both nap." As if it was up to her. As if she wasn't laying on his bed. Nope. She gave her permission. "Do you have more than one pillow, or do we have to share?"