Lucas slept soundly throughout the night. But, he wouldn't ever expect to be woken up in such a harsh and rude way by Daphne the next morning. In his grogginess, he found himself being slapped in the face repeatedly.
"Wake up! What are you thinking? Why do you sleep here?"
Daphne pulled the blanket away from Lucas. Her voice blared inside the small living room. With another slap, Lucas regained his senses.
"...huh? Daphne? Wait... it hurts!"
Lucas caught Daphne's wrists. She almost fell on the couch before she quickly steadied her feet. Daphne yanked her hands away from Lucas' grasp.
"What the hell... what are you doing?" Lucas frowned, feeling the stinging sensation on his face. He glared at Daphne, "Why did you slap me?"
Daphne scoffed. She was not even afraid of the change in Lucas' expression.
