backdating like a boss

[naughtbutlife]

Who: Some Sexbys
What: Backdated flood shenanigans
Where: Their cabin on Level 7
When: The last day of the Karma Flood
Warnings: Probably none. Will update if they start swearing like sailors or beating people up.

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[naughtbutlife]

Despite Sexby's best efforts to tread as quietly as possible, Angelica could hear a pin drop in her current state. She was wincing as soon as he stepped through the door, though once he took off his shoes she was able to relax a bit and prepare herself for his inevitable visit to their bedroom.

It wasn't that she was uncomfortable with his current appearance, it's just that she was....

Alright, yes, she was uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. It wasn't just the lack of beard or the sudden cropping of his hair either, as Angelica would have been perfectly fine if her husband had one day decided to shave or cut his hair on a whim (though granted, she still would have been terribly disappointed), but it was the suit as well. Those damned suits. Why couldn't the Admiral had given him Sam's garments instead?

And so Angelica flinched when her own husband put his hand on her shoulder, but to spare his feelings she waved a hand towards her head, placing all the blame for her discomfort on her head. "Edward. I was not sleeping."

[naughtbutlife]

"My head?" Angelica glanced towards the ceiling, away from her husband's stare, and blinked slowly. "Better," she lied. She blinked again, her eyes watering slightly, and repeated herself. "Better." She didn't feel better, not at all, and the sight of him almost made her head feel worse, but he certainly didn't need to know that.