Of seven midgets and rats with big ears | RP with asinthecity

[pullmysteth]

One ride on the Tea Cups had Riley (who was an interested shade of green) stumbling over to a nearby safety railing and leaning over it heavily. "Not gonna puke... not gonna puke... not gonna puke..." he chanted to himself an punctuated with a dry heave over the rail

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[asinthecity]

"Of course it does." Tab leaned her head on his shoulder. "She still means something to you if you missed her. At least I think so." Tab rubbed his arm and watched the crowd move past. "What's the first thing you want to do when you get back to Princeton?"

[pullmysteth]

Riley blew some smoke out in a slow stream in front of him and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "What do you think?" he asked with a small laugh.

[asinthecity]

Tab made some wah-wah guitar noises and continued with the porn music soundtrack for a few minutes before small children walked past. "You want to do your Scottish patty. Also, should you even be smoking at Disneyland?"

[pullmysteth]

Riley looked at the smoke and shrugged. "No one's stopped me," he offered. "And you're hardly one to mock, Miss First Boyfriend in Forever."

[asinthecity]

"Yeah, I know. I really want to go home and do my Nashville hot dog." Tab crinkled her nose. "It doesn't sound so sexy as Scottish patty."

[pullmysteth]

Riley screwed up his nose. "That's gross." He frowned a little and looked at ther. "You regret coming?"

[asinthecity]

Her eyebrows shot up. "What? No! Of course not. I don't regret it at all. Do you?"

[pullmysteth]

Riley shook his head. "No. It's... probably been life-saving, really. I thought I was drowning. The feelings are still there, just easier to handle and push away."

[asinthecity]

Tab puffed out her cheeks and held her breath. When she couldn't take anymore she let out the air in a rush and grinned. "Just gotta learn to hold your breath for longer, beanpole. I won't let you drown if I can help it. I'll buy you a snorkel."

She looked over her shoulder then back at him with big brown eyes. "Think they'd have a Mickey snorkel?"

[pullmysteth]

"If they do, I'm smacking you with it," he laughed and stubbed his cigarette out. "Knowing my luck, I'll hold my breath too long, pass out and fall into a bigger heap of shit than I'm already trying to wade out of." He touched the bruise on his cheek lightly, remember the pain in the arse scene at the Karaoke bar. It didn't exactly look good to be shouting 'Don't touch me!' right after smacking some guy's face in.

[asinthecity]

"I'm sorry about the other night, Riley. Guys fucking deserved it, though." She frowned. "I don't really suck, do I?"

[pullmysteth]

"Fuck no. But you weren't Dolly Parton, so I guess anything sucks in Hicksville," Riley offered with a snort. "Your singing wasn't the issue in the slightest, the fucking piece of shit arseholes."

[asinthecity]

Tab thrust her chest out and laughed. "I'm never going to be Dolly fucking Parton. Though maybe I should do 'Jolene' next time. That is a really good song." Tab reached out to push his head so she could check out the bruise. "You're okay though, right?"

[pullmysteth]

Riley pressed his lips together and hummed in agreement. "It's not bad, yeah. You'd nab that, squirt." He let her analyse his cheek. "It just aches a bit. I've had worse. You know, like the time a patient attacked me and smashed my face into the floor," he added wryly. "I'm getting used to this smashed face thing."

[asinthecity]

Tab put her arm around his shoulder and hugged him. "Fuckers. All of them. I hope they get craps, or some other crotch rot."

[pullmysteth]

"Probably already had it," Riley snorted and shook his head. "But then some poor doctor has to diagnose it, so no. Wish their cock to drop off instead or something."