*At my flat, In the Sitting Room*

May 15, 2008 23:46

Last night really wore me out, and I wish it was because of sex ( Read more... )

david, friends, guitar, love

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doctor_tennant May 16 2008, 05:41:03 UTC
Excuse me, Johnny, but do I smell pot?

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simm_master May 16 2008, 05:49:48 UTC
Hello, David.

*keeps strumming guitar*

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doctor_tennant May 16 2008, 05:53:34 UTC
Hello, John. You can smoke it all or pass it to me?

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miss_billie_p May 16 2008, 05:56:49 UTC
EXCUSE ME. *she says coming out of the bedroom*

Don't tell me I heard what I think I just heard.

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simm_master May 16 2008, 05:59:38 UTC
Smoke all what?

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doctor_tennant May 16 2008, 06:03:02 UTC
The obvious joint that you've been smoking. It reeks in here. So, are you going to pass or play innocent?

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miss_billie_p May 16 2008, 06:07:38 UTC
*comes to stand directly in front of John*

John, give it here. *shoots a disapproving glance at David* I'll not have either of you doing this.

*holds out her hand* Now.

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doctor_tennant May 16 2008, 06:54:25 UTC
Hey I was honestly going to flush it and come back singing "Never going to fall for that trick again."

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simm_master May 16 2008, 06:08:48 UTC
I don't know. That look in Billie's eyes are trying to tell me no. I don't know if I want to risk another slap in the face.

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miss_billie_p May 16 2008, 06:11:48 UTC
Damn right, you don't, John.

You don't hand it over now you're gonna get a matching bruise on the other side of your face.

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simm_master May 16 2008, 06:15:50 UTC
It's gone.

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miss_billie_p May 16 2008, 06:19:10 UTC
John Ronald Simm. *takes a deep breath to steady herself; she really wants to slap him for his idiocy again*

How much? And are you sure it's all gone?

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simm_master May 16 2008, 06:22:20 UTC
Yeah, I'm sure it's gone. Four big puffs, and... poof! it's gone.

By the way, you're not my mum.

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miss_billie_p May 16 2008, 06:26:38 UTC
*she sighs big and puts a hand to her forehead*

I'm sorry. I know I'm not; doesn't mean I can't worry about you. In fact, means I get to worry more, because mothers have to worry about their children. I worry about you because I choose to.

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simm_master May 16 2008, 06:37:27 UTC
Ah, well... that's sweet of you, Billie, but don't worry about me. It's been years since I last had any.

I'd be a nervous wreck right now if I didn't have any.

*strums out a harder chord on his guitar and starts humming a song* Hmmm, hmm, hmhm.... dah dah da daa da daaa... hmmm, hmm, hmm, hmmhmmmmm....

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miss_billie_p May 16 2008, 06:42:36 UTC
*she sits next to him, shaking her head*

Even so, that's not what you should be using to calm you down. You know that, John. I don't want this to happen again. Promise me you won't get any more of that. Please?

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