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[secondstosirius]

Characters: Hikaru Sulu + OPEN
When: The day after his birthday aka clubbing
Where: Roses Red
Rating: PG13
Description: Being hung over and having to go to work really sucks.

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[allinsideme]

Early morning, early rising, early off to the park to do some sketching - hopefully nothing that would cause too much of a stir, of course. River had left her apartment with much less to do than spend the day being lazy - it wasn't until later that she would have anything to do, and that would just be class.

It wasn't as though she had much else to do in these particular days, just simply going out and avoiding human contact. Which, as it were, was becoming more and more difficult. And although she didn't often stress being a human and interfere with people, specifically people under duress, when she saw Hikaru struggling with his door-opening procedure, she bought herself a little courage and scampered in his direction. For a moment, she turned her head in question, a few feet behind him, then tilted it the other way.

"Either you're far too tired, hungover or that lock offended you in a past life." She paused, the appearance of a smile attempting to reach her lips, then walked closer. "Could you use some help?"

[secondstosirius]

Hikaru did need help, and it took a moment of staring at the lock with his head pounding for the obvious fact to click. Smiling sheepishly at the girl, he sighed.

"I think maybe a little of all three. I would love a hand, you think you can handle the lock?" He asked before doing his best to toss it to her.

There was something about hangovers that made everything ten times harder to do. From opening locks, to carrying bags of fertilizer, to throwing keys. Every small, painful factor reminded him to drink with moderation.

[hesdead_jim]

Leonard knew he had a real case to crack, with regards to christine. She refused to agree to see him outside of work again, and he was starting to need her to say yes. It was infuriating him that she wouldn't do, which bothered him because he never usually found himself chasing after a woman

[secondstosirius]

Normally, Hikaru wouldn't need a hand. It had something to do with being a fencer he was sure, because he could usually balance things well and manage the weight just fine for a short period. Now was not normal though. Now his head was pounding out of his skull, and every sound magnified it. Every shot of bright light hurt, and god did he hate hangovers. This was why he had to remind himself to drink in moderation.

Glancing at the stranger beside him, Hikaru sighed and nodded. "That would be great, thanks." Debating between handing him a bag of fertilizer or the key, he tossed the key to him the best he could. Handing someone a bag of decomposed mush was probably not good etiquette.

"You have to push it in all the way and jiggle it to the left for it to turn."

[hesdead_jim]

He nodded as he took the key, eyeing it for a moment. He was silently pleased he handed him the key; his offer for help may very well have had to be retracted had he had to handle something dirty, or potentially dirty. He was off to work, after all.

He muttered a few choice curses, the key battling with the lock. Obviously, he struggled, but eventually had it opened up. Pushing the door wide open, he stepped aside, holding it for th man.

[secondstosirius]

"Thanks," Was the least Hikaru could say as he made his way through the door and dropped the bags of fertilizer onto the counter. He was more than happy to be out of the glaring sunlight, but his headache had no intention of subsiding. With a sigh he sat down and held his head momentarily before doing his best to smile at the helpful stranger.

"Sorry, I'll be with you in a second--feel free to look around."