Their embrace lasted quite longer than one would except, neither uttered a single word. More of concentrating on the harmonic beat of their hearts. Thumbing with tunes of heavenly matrimony; a pleasurable event broken away far too soon by the voice of the mother. "Shikanikuuuuu, Wake up." His wife cooed, but to no avail as the man remained in his unconscious state, actually retorting with am obnoxious snore. Anger began to build in the woman's temples. "Shikaniku! We have a guest, wake up now!" "What are you doing here, boy?" "I'll die."