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Post by Script on Dec 4, 2011 22:05:26 GMT -5
It was the streak of light shining through a crack in the curtains that woke Maggie up, and she groaned, pressing the heel of her hand to her forehead.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 4, 2011 22:08:20 GMT -5
Skittery had ended up on the floor, with his shirt on, unbuttoned. No idea how THAT happened. He opened one eye when he heard Maggie stirring, then immediately closed it.
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Post by Script on Dec 4, 2011 22:11:51 GMT -5
Maggie sat up, groaning. She was only wearing the tank Skittery had on under his shirt, and it was entirely too tight. "Ow..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 4, 2011 22:13:10 GMT -5
Skittery groaned. Maggie was being entirely too loud.
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Post by Script on Dec 4, 2011 22:17:11 GMT -5
She got up, grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around herself. "Up. Shower. Now."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 4, 2011 22:18:15 GMT -5
"You go ahead," he mumbled, his cheek pressed against the rug and his eyes shut tight. "I'm gonna sleep for another year..."
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Post by Script on Dec 4, 2011 22:20:27 GMT -5
She sighed and bent down to tug at his sleeve. "Come with me."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 4, 2011 22:21:55 GMT -5
He grumbled, but obeyed, getting up slowly and just barely opening his eyes. He followed her up the steps, one at a time, groaning along the way.
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Post by Script on Dec 4, 2011 22:23:49 GMT -5
She whimpered as she made her way into the washroom, and it was thankfully empty. She turned on one of the showers, dropping the blanket and taking off the tank, getting in once it was hot.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 4, 2011 22:28:48 GMT -5
Skittery joined her, though he didn't enjoy it. That was when he knew he had gotten entirely too drunk last night. When he didn't enjoy being in the shower with his girlfriend.
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Post by Script on Dec 4, 2011 22:31:09 GMT -5
She stood under the water for a few moments, before turning to look at him. She sighed, grabbing soap and turning him so she could rub his back. "We had Drunk Sex last night."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 4, 2011 22:40:00 GMT -5
Now that he DID remember. "Yeah, we did," he agreed, hanging his head to try and rid his awful headache. It wasn't working.
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Post by Script on Dec 4, 2011 22:42:19 GMT -5
She massaged his back, trying to make him feel better. Though she felt just as bad. "I--I think we might have done something stupid..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 4, 2011 22:44:02 GMT -5
He frowned, her hands like magic against his aching back. Sleeping on the floor was even worse than sleeping in the bunks.
"What do you mean?"
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Post by Script on Dec 4, 2011 22:49:15 GMT -5
She licked her lips, trying to sound calm and not at all worried -- even though she was. "I, uh...I don't think you--you pulled out..."
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