Lill: *Flick, flick* Crap, my overhead light just blew out.
Jill: There are light bulbs in the kitchen.
Lill: *Flick, flick* Hmm…no, it’s ok I can still see.
Jill: Lill your room is a sty – you’re going to fall in the dark and injure yourself and if I’m not here what will you do?
Lill: *Flick, flick* I’ll throw things at the wall until a neighbour comes.
*Later that evening*
Lill: *Flick, flick* Shit…it’s dark…JILLIAN!
Jill: In the bath – not helping you!
Lill: *Grumble* Can’t see…anything…hate when Jill is right…
CRASH! BANG! SHATTER! *Cursing*
Jill: *Sigh* Are you OK?!
Lill: No, I’ve fallen somewhere between the wardrobe and a very large plant.
Jill: You don’t have any plants.
Lill: I’ll worry about that later – I’ve just found a book light and am going to try tunneling out…if I don’t make it, you still can’t sleep with my brother.
Jill: Hmph, hopefully this experience will give you incentive to keep your room tidy and light bulbs fresh.
Lill: That and always keeping a bayonet, GPS and flashlight on the bedside table.