The scientist
Having actually stayed the entire previous evening at the lab, Clarke was able to get of there at a reasonable time today. He still hadn't touched his personal projects but the evidence backlog was now at a reasonable level and the breakthrough he made at 1 am this morning was very important for one the cases. He felt like a success for all the
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Ultimately, she said fuck it and just head over to his place. If he was weirded out by the idea of her showering at his place, she could just wash up a little bit at the sink and wait to shower when she got home at the end of the night.
Traffic was a nightmare. She knew it would be but the driver insisted on talking on his phone the whole time in whatever middle eastern language he spoke. It definitely effected his tip. As she walked up the stairs she called Clarke.
"What are the chances you'd come down and carry me up so I don't have to do all these steps?"
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"Aren't doctors supposed to advocate exercise?" He teased.
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"Is the food here yet?" She asked as she tried to just walk into his place without knocking.
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He was amused by that she just walked right in. He held his arm out as if to say some on in. He had to laugh. "So this is how it feels to have made it in the world. You get to be exhausted all the time."
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"Hey, do you think I could use your shower?"
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"Have you skipped out on your water bill again?" He smiled, suddenly happy he had cleaned up the place earlier. He nodded and moved toward the bedroom. "Sure. Let me get you a clean towel." He grabbed a white towel from the folded clothes basket and handed it to her. "You're going to smell like me. That's okay, I smell pretty good."
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Snatching the towel from him, she gave him and grin then all but skipped to his bathroom.
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He had to smile when she skipped to the bathroom. She could exhausted and smell like funk but she'd still be kind of adorable. Walking back to the living room/kitchen area, he feels some of the stress he had been carrying around melting off his shoulders. There was no guess work tonight, not with Sam. They would just hang out and have a good time catching up.
He poured Sam some orange juice and grabbed a water bottle for himself. Mr. Chow's came before Sam got out of the shower so he was able to set it all out on the coffee table. He felt truly relaxed for the first time in a long time.
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The hot water felt incredible. She was tempted to just let it beat on her a while but she knew he was still damp from his own shower and she didn't know how much hot water was left. She was hoping that he had just regular soap but it seemed like every guy had guy specific soap now so he wasn't kidding when he said she would smell like him. Though he really meant she would smell like a guy. She almost went ahead and used it until she saw his fairly generic shampoo. It wasn't Herbal Essence but at least she would just smell like Head and Shoulders and not like Axe.
If her stomach hadn't been growling she would have stayed until the hot water ran out. Then when she opened that door and the smell of Chinese hit her. "Mmm! Okay, you're going to have to deal with me in a towel 'cause I'm not getting dressed wet."
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The thing about living in an apartment building like this is that you don't really run out of how water. And, Clarke is a guy so his showers are quick. He's also a simple (read: fairly poor) guy so Speed Stick and Lever 2000 are his go to toiletries.
His eyes wander a little more than he means for them to (especially while he's looking dignified with an egg roll in his hand) when she steps out. "If it's about your clothes, you can borrow some of my sweats. Or you're fine how you are."
He hands her a fork. "I didn't bother with plates."
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She smiled and head over to the couch. "My clothes are fine I just don't want to put them off and then spend the whole time being uncomfortable and damp. I just want to air dry a bit first if that's okay."
And if the way he was sneaking looks when he thought she wasn't looking was anything to go by, it was more than okay. Sam took the offered fork then glanced at what he got before digging into what looked like Beijing chicken. The second it touched her lips, she was in heaven. She didn't even know there was a Mr. Chow's in DC but now that she did she was going to abuse the fuck out of it. "Oh my god. Did you try the chicken. Try it. It's like a fucking orgasm in my mouth."
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"It's okay, yeah. Just giving you some options." It's not like it's anything he hasn't seen before. Moreover, it's not like he's not getting a thrill out a beautiful naked girl in his living room.
"I know, it's my favorite," he takes a bite and makes a happy noise. "This dish right here is responsible for me not keeping a New Year's resolution to cook more."
Alright, so they were essentially doused in small talk but Clarke was okay with that. And the chicken was damn good.
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"I agree with all of that. I have grown a lot too, I'm more assertive, more open to new things, more patient. I'm learning that 'no' is something that has to be accepted and that I always have to say no sometimes also or I'll burn out or go insane. Essentially who I am is the same though. Still not much of a man whore."
He chuckles a little and puts down the cardboard carton he was holding. "You can still borrow some clothes if you want fresh
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