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Post by Zippy on Jan 17, 2012 9:08:39 GMT -5
She looked at him with tired eyes but knew she wasnt gonna be able to leave him.
"I'm not going anywhere, ok?" she whispered, rubbing his back and looking down at him. She pulled his head into her lap.
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Post by tshamien on Jan 17, 2012 10:09:35 GMT -5
He glanced up at her and nodded, closing his eyes. His whole body was shivering from the withdrawal, he was freezing but his face felt hot. His forehead was covered in a cold sweat. The minute he stelled in, he was up again, face down in the toilet bowl, vomiting.
The rest of the night continue this way, and well into the morning before he finally curled up on the floor, his body still shaking and glanced up at her again. He couldn't even say how much it meant to him that she was there and that she'd helped him.
"Erin," he whispered.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 17, 2012 14:18:04 GMT -5
"Do you want me to help you into bed?" she asked him, rubbing his arm, his back, anywhere that may bring him so comfort.
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Post by tshamien on Jan 17, 2012 14:44:24 GMT -5
He shook his head, "No...I could explode again at any second," he smirked at her and then brought his arm around to cover his eyes, he let his hand tenderly grab her waist.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 17, 2012 16:45:25 GMT -5
Erin took off her sweatshirt and fell asleep on the bathroom floor next to him, using her sweatshirt as a pillow.
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Post by tshamien on Jan 17, 2012 18:13:20 GMT -5
((lol!))
Tristan woke up sometime later with his arm itching, feeling like his skin was crawling. He could feel Erin pressed against him. He lifted his hand and let his fingers slowly move through her hair. He'd figured it was soft and he was right.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 17, 2012 18:16:54 GMT -5
Erin twitched, her eyes shut. "I'm going to your bed, fuck professional etiquette." she sat up, her whole body achy from falling asleep on the floor.
"are you better?" she muttered down at him as she stood up.
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Post by tshamien on Jan 17, 2012 19:10:43 GMT -5
"Maybe, I ain't sure...but go..." He waved her off and sat up slowly.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 17, 2012 19:25:58 GMT -5
She frowned, exhaustion getting the best of you. " I don't wanna leave you."
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Post by tshamien on Jan 17, 2012 22:12:06 GMT -5
"go head," he nodded, sitting up resting his head back against the tile wall. "I could be in here all day."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 17, 2012 22:14:21 GMT -5
She bit her lip. No, he didn't understand, she actually couldn't physically be away from him. But it was too early or too late or whatever it was, she was too tired to think about it and she made it back to his bad, crawling under his covers and passing out.
So this was what it was like to sleep in Tristan Shamien's bed. She just went where many a women have gone before...
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Post by tshamien on Jan 18, 2012 7:00:21 GMT -5
((lol! Love her))
A couple of hours later Tristan quietly shuffled into his room. He slowly climbed into his bed so as not to wake her a closed his eyes. Although he was exhausted he didn't fall asleep instead he turned over to look at Erin. Then, without thinking, he slipped his arm around her waist, moving closer to her. In a few moments he was asleep.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 10:11:00 GMT -5
When Erin woke up, it was early afternoon. She still felt exhausted but didn't want to sleep the whole day away.
Tristan was still cuddling her.
She bit her lip, deciding not to move so she could enjoy it for a second longer.
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Post by tshamien on Jan 18, 2012 13:03:27 GMT -5
When he finally woke up he groaned, he couldn't help it. He hated waking up. "Ugh..." He rubbed his eyes with his free hand.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 18, 2012 13:25:35 GMT -5
Erin rolled over, facing him. "how you doing?" she stroked his cheek.
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