Anthony eventually managed to find a comfortable spot, which he stayed in. "Yeah," he nodded. "well, I'm going right back to sleep." That was the plan, at least.

"I'm not stopping you." Ben said. Although he would soon be banging on that door again, no doubt. But he would wait until Anthony was asleep.

"Good," Anthony said, wiping away his tears before closing his eyes and finally delivering on his promise of going to sleep. Thank god that he'll have a fine, calm sleep that won't be interrupted or ruined by anything.

After a while, Ben started banging on the door again. "Hello!?"

And right when he actually manages to have a somewhat decent sleep, this happens. Anthony frowned, and groaned in frustration. "Don't do that. Please," he was almost pleading.

"I've got to get home." Ben said. He honestly didn't care about the man's sleep. He didn't deserve to be comfortable.

"Banging on that door hasn't helped so far," Anthony tried to reason with him, "so can you, just....please not do it?"

"Someone may be passing by now." He tred again.

Anthony frowned. "I don't care. Can you just please stop doing that? Please?" He was getting desperate at this point.

"To please you? Certainly not." Ben said like the grown up he was. He banged his fist on the door again.