Be Quiet Or Have The Devil To Pay

(My boyfriend and I go back to his place one night, quite late and fairly drunk. We stay up talking for a bit and I don’t realize how loud we’re being, until there is a deep, huge voice from the next room:)

Voice: “GO TO SLEEP, FOR F*** SAKE!”

(The next day:)

Me: “I’m sorry we woke you up last night, [Boyfriend’s Roommate].”

Roommate: “Hmm? You didn’t wake me.”

Me: “Then who was yelling at us?”

Roommate: “Oh. That must have been [His Girlfriend].”

Me: “But… this was a bass voice. Like if Satan were pissed at you.”

Roommate: “[His Girlfriend] is… not good at being woken up unexpectedly.”

Me: “Oh. I suppose that makes sense. Wait… that didn’t wake YOU up?”

Roommate: “I sleep with earplugs in. Partly because of the aforementioned Satan voice.”