[Princeton] Rock stars don't get sick

[asinthecity]

Who: Tab & Luke
Where: Riley's apartment
When: Wednesday afternoon
Follows: THIS, THIS and THIS___________________________________________________

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[notskywalker]

Luke turned the volume on the TV down a few more notches with the remote so it wouldn't wake Riley in the next room. It seems so far that Lachlan went down with it, then Rogue, then Pat, then Riley, and quite possibly Tara. Luke was wondering who was going to be next. A bug was a bug; if you were going to get it, tough bollocks. At the end of the day, though, it could potentially be what brings Aiden and Pat together, so there was a silver lining.

He glance down at her. "Do you need a pee or something?" he asked in response to the restlessness. He scanned the page and shrugged. "My god, is there anything but repeats of bad 80s shows on at this time of day?"

[asinthecity]

Tab gave a shake of her head and wiped the back of her hand across her forehead. "No, I'd just get up and pee if it was that. I'm fine." She pulled her mouth to the side and wriggled in place again, this time uncurling her legs and letting them hang. "Apparently not. Guess we could try raiding Riley's DVD collection."

[notskywalker]

Luke raised his eyebrows. "What's the likelihood we'd find something we shouldn't in there?" he asked warily. "It cold be worrying if he's merged it with Pat's."

[asinthecity]

She screwed up her nose and stuck her tongue out. "Let's not go there." She looked at Luke and huffed out a breath. She couldn't even bring herself to suggest sex. This was beyond cruel. "Aiden hasn't called, so that's got to be a good sign, right?"