SleeptalkingIan couldn't wait for Anthony to fall asleep. In fact, it was one of the only things he looked forward to all day, unbeknownst to Anthony. They would be home after a long day of editing, filming, or running some kind of errand and Anthony would be tired, much to Ian's delight.More Like This
Tonight was no different.
"Man, I'm wiped. I'm going to bed," Anthony yawned.
"Alright, later," Ian casually called out from the couch. He watched the figure of his best friend slowly disappear into his room, leaving the door cracked open about a few inches.
Waiting was always the hardest part.
Ian played Katamari on his X-Box for about an hour before shutting off the game.
He quietly tiptoed over to Anthony's room, leaning an ear into the crack of the door.
"Perfect," Ian whispered with a covertly wicked grin.
The adrenalin rush from fear he would be caught one day was enough to motivate him to keep doing this daring feat every night.
One time he had almost been caught and had to hide under the bed for 45 minute