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[majorinyri]

Inyri's been drinking since she got home. There's thoughts in her head that she didn't want to deal with, and so she dug up as many bottles of Whyren's as she could

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[i_love_kettch]

Wes isn't terribly quiet when he comes in. The door from Milliways leads straight to the apartment, which he is pleased about, and he hums to himself as he drops his bag in the hall and heads straight for the bedroom.

Well ... stumbles towards the bedroom. Leaning on the wall every so often to keep himself from falling over. Because that would be bad.

"Hey," he says, stopping just inside the doorway; he frowns at the holo. It's loud. "Hey, 's-- are you 'wake?"

[majorinyri]

She cracks an eye open and glares in the general direction of the door. "Now 'm am."

Inyri rolls over and the room spins a little, and so she stops moving altogether. "What time s'it?"

[i_love_kettch]

"Oh," he says, realising she's drunk (the bottle clearly wasn't clue enough). This is funny for some reason, but he just grins.

"Um ... not sure. Late. Y'not watchin' that, right? 's really loud."

[majorinyri]

"No, turn it off." She mutters, falling back against her pillows. Her hand grabs at the Whyren's bottle next to her, and she murmurs something like, "'m thirsty."

Before tilting the bottle back. Obviously Whyren's > water.

[i_love_kettch]

Wes nods, but frowns thoughtfully and eyes the distance between himself and the holo. He was just starting to appreciate this not moving thing again.

Still, he makes it there without tripping over anything, and only changes the channel a few times before managing to find the power button.

"There," he says, and grins proudly at Inyri.

[majorinyri]

Inyri sets the bottle on the table next to her, as he fumbles with the holo, before sinking all the way back against her pillows.

She gives him a wavery thumbs up when he's done, before flopping her arm over her eyes. "Goo' job."

[i_love_kettch]

"I know."

He sits on the edge of the bed to tug off his boots, which takes a little longer than usual, then he shuffles back to join her at the other end. He eyes her for a moment, then lightly pokes her arm.

"Okay?"

[majorinyri]

"Drunk." She murmurs back, before rolling over to look at him. Really look at him for the first time since he came in.

...

"...wha's on your forehead?"

[i_love_kettch]

"--uh."

He covers his forehead with one hand quickly and shakes his head (awkwardly).

"Nothin'."

[majorinyri]

She gives him a look. "Wes," she slurs slightly, trying sit up again. "I saw it already."

She reaches up and takes his fingers away from his forehead. "Who wrote it?"

[i_love_kettch]

He lets her lower his hand, and he wrinkles his nose.

"Shalla. She's mean."

[majorinyri]

She drops his hand and sinks down even further into the bed, pulling the covers up to her nose. "Oh," she says, muffled. "That she is."

[i_love_kettch]

"Yeah," he agrees, and shifts to get more comfortable. "She wrote on me, an' she called me names, an' she tried to give me poison candy."

[majorinyri]

"Poor you," Inyri says dully, rolling over. "You're drunk...you should...you should...sleep."

More like she just doesn't want to think about Shalla right now.

[i_love_kettch]

"'mnot drunk," he insists, and frowns at her. He lifts a hand to touch her shoulder. "An' 'mnot tired. Are you?"

[majorinyri]

"You are," She whispers, and rolls over under his hand to look at him again. "I was asleep before you came home, you know."

She shrugs though. "'m not sleepy now though. You woke me up...thanks."

There's a hint of a smile though.