The following conversation took place tonight at dinner:
Me: Mo, you’re such a slacker. You’re going to fail the test. (Just my way of encouraging her to study. It works, I promise)
Roomie: yeah, I know. But I’m going to get up really early tomorrow and get some good hours in.
Me: Ooh, I’m not. I’m sleeping in till 8 or 8:30. (I get up at 6:45ish normally on class days)
*Roomie gives me a sad, embarrassed look*
Roomie: I was planning to get up at 9:30.