Bored Locke (Open)

[thornofcamorr]

Locke is bored. There's no one to rob here, no one to hoodwink, and he seems to have misplaced his brothers again

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[tomboy_22]

Here's someone Locke hasn't seen in a while.

Anita wanders in and plops next to him wordlessly, before she puts her head on his shoulder in the most sisterly fashion possible.

She missed her crazy little brother.

[thornofcamorr]

Locke looks up, and kind of grins, slinging an arm around her shoulder. "Well, look who it is."

[tomboy_22]

"The prodigal sister," she says with a little smile - she's hungover from the extreme intoxication she just underwent.

[thornofcamorr]

"Looking a little pained."

He hides the worry fairly well, but does snug her a bit closer.

[tomboy_22]

"Just a bit hurt on the liver side," she says softly, as she snuggles her brother a bit more.

[thornofcamorr]

"Mmm. Drank too much?"

[tomboy_22]

"Huh. Feels like I did, but screw me if I even tasted a drop."

[thornofcamorr]

"Damn. Well, that takes all the fun out of it, doesn't it?"

[tomboy_22]

"You're telling me. I have this vague memory of telling a chick that I wouldn't fight with her because she was pregnant. Whatever that was about..."

[thornofcamorr]

Locke looks at her, and then just bursts out laughing.

[tomboy_22]

"Oh, cut it out, I have a migraine," she grunts as she moves away from the noise source.

[thornofcamorr]

He covers his mouth with his hand. "Godsfucking hell. Only you, Anita."

[tomboy_22]

"Only me what ?" A bit irritated.

[thornofcamorr]

"Could end up picking a fight with a pregnant woman while intoxicated."

[tomboy_22]

“Look, I barely ever drink, I barely ever smoke. Cut it out.” Damn it.

[thornofcamorr]

He holds up his hands defensively. "Just saying."