West Attic, 8/2, Wednesday Night

[fatalvoyage]

After a long and exhausting Kludge's Guide To The Universe workshop, Tempe came up to the West Attic and threw her bruised and tired body onto Sawyer's bed.

She'd get up and attempt to find food in a minute, but for now, she was content to just lay on the soft bed and take a moment to catch her breath.

[OOC: Open for Sawyer]

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[conathon]

Sawyer had left her food in the microwave as he went to take a quick shower, and when he padded out (without a towel, again), he jumped when he saw her. "Hey, darlin'."

[fatalvoyage]

Tempe grinned sleepily when she saw him. She'd never complain about his lack of towel. Ever.

"Hey. You look nice." Oh, way to be eloquent, Tempe...

[conathon]

He chuckled at her comment about him looking nice, and a small blush spread across his face as he pounced on her while she was still on the bed. "Same thing to you, darlin'." Voice husky and low, almost a whisper.

[fatalvoyage]

She caught his lips with hers, attempting to show just how much she'd missed him (in the 6 or so hours she'd been gone) using just her mouth.

It was at this point of course, that her stomach started growling.

[conathon]

"Now that turns me on." Sawyer laughed as he pulled away from her, kissing her quickly before pulling her off the bed and finding a discarded towel on the floor to wrap around himself when they moved to the kitchen. "In the microwave." He pointed, there was a plate full of food waiting for her.

[fatalvoyage]

Tempe blushed at that. "Sorry. I haven't eaten since before I found you in the common room earlier."

She looked happily at the plate of food. "You realize you're the best boyfriend ever, right?"

She grabbed a fork and began to eat.

[conathon]

When she said that, he put on the cockiest smug smile he could muster, pulling a beer from the refrigerator. "What would you like to drink?"

[fatalvoyage]

"Beer would be nice," Tempe replied. Yes, she was underage, but what would Sawyer care? Plus, she could take drunken advantage of him or something.

She grinned endearingly.

[conathon]

Sawyer arched a brow at her and handed her the bottle he had pulled out for himself, he was expecting a 'diet coke, please' or something like that but ah well, she was his girlfriend after all. "Cheers." Sawyer tinked the neck of his bottle with hers before downing half of it in one gulp.

[fatalvoyage]

"Cheers," Tempe replied, before taking a large sip from the bottle. "Hmm. Not bad."

Another forkful of dinner, and she spoke again. "Did I miss anything interesting this afternoon?"

[conathon]

He had finished his bottle already and was going for another. What? He's a Southern boy, he could hold his liqour. "Besides me watching stupid soap operas? No."

[fatalvoyage]

Tempe worked at her own bottle a little more slowly, but was rapidly approaching the end of hers as well. "You? Watched soap operas?"

"Great, I've either turned you into a great big softie, or someone cast a spell on you." Not that she was worried.

[conathon]

"I was bored." Sawyer huffed at her, leaning down to give her a small kiss before opening his second bottle and emptying it as quick as the first.

[fatalvoyage]

Tempe grinned at that, before reaching over and grabbing herself another beer.

Sipping calmly at it, she turned to Sawyer again. "Sawyer, we have how many channels here? And all you could find were soap operas? What about Bones Mortal Remains? With the sexy crime-solving forensic anthropologist?"

[conathon]

He laughed lightly, watching her take another beer with interest. "But..you're the only girl I find sexy..." Pouting at her.

[fatalvoyage]

"Right answer," was her reply, before downing half of the beer left in her bottle.

She looked at the look Sawyer was giving her. "What?"