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Aug 19, 2008 01:02

“Hermione?”

“Hmm?”

“We have to get out of bed now.”

“Why?”

“It’s four in the afternoon.”

“So?”

“This is getting ridiculous. We can’t have sex all day.”

“Of course we can. It’s the weekend.”

“But I need nourishment. I need rest.”

“Poppycock.”

“It’s true! You’ve worn me out. Not everyone has your, uh, how should I put this-”

“Sexual voracity?”

“Exactly. Some people eat and sleep occasionally. Some people see their mates on the weekends. Some people - ah - stop that.”

“Stop what?”

“The… the spine-y, touchy thing. I can’t… can’t concentrate…”

“Good. You were getting annoying.”

“I resent that.”

author: smilesanonymous, bed, genre: humour, rating: pg13

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