There he was, still lazing on the bed refusing to get up. When pestered to get up repeatedly, he started to throw whatever there was on the bed. Pillows, bolster, blankets; whatever he could see.

The bed was bare, with only him lying there, and she sitting there pestering him to get up of bed. Seeing how he threw things, she asked him to throw her too. But he just pulled her over and gave her a big tight hug.

Sweet.