[Harlan hums in agreement, and then that turns into a yawn. Yep, yeah, his energy is officially gone for the night. Not that he minds Klaus coming to him for support, but he was planning on being asleep like twenty minutes ago.]

Well, I'm here to tell you it's not impossible.

[He pulls away from Klaus just enough to switch off the lamp on his nightstand and slip himself under the blankets. He tugs at the edge of the covers to suggest his friend join him. It is now bedtime. They can, like, pillow talk or whatever, at least for as long as Harlan is able to stay conscious.]

Your siblings were able to improve on their shit, weren't they? Don't see why the same logic wouldn't apply to you.