sleep here tonight.

[candlejack]

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[smokingrockstar]

[ Sleeping on the subway, because last night was a party hard kind of night and she's still fucking wasted, hair all over, sunglasses on, mouth gaping open and drooling slightly. ]

[wantsakitteh]

[... Rule number one of Andel Vlcek

You do not ask why Andel Vlcek is up this early in the morning.

Sits next to.]

[smokingrockstar]

[ She won't, she's sleeping.

Bumps head on his shoulder.

Drools all over. ]

[wantsakitteh]

[Doesn't mind that one bit.

Pats her head.]

[immortalizes]

[ Doesn't sleep. Just chills with a cigarette. ]

[deathforsome]

[Those things will kill you.

HAHAHAa no he's just observing you quietly. Make yourself comfortable, he knows he will.]

[immortalizes]

[ nope.jpg

He pretends he doesn't notice the stare, too busy watching the river beneath because they are on a bridge. Because. I said so. ]

[deathforsome]

[DON'T DO IT SVEN LIFE IS WORTH LIVING]

Why are you here.

[wantsakitteh]

[Curled on a couch, arm under his head. Sleepysleepy.]

[prescientific]

( Oh, bro.

Bro, you're sleeping on the couch that she thinks her pills are stuck in.

Don't mind her, she's just going to try to squeeze her hand under the cushion to get them. Addicts gotta get their fix, and all that. )

[wantsakitteh]

[He pretty much lets her, even though he doesn't make it any easier, either. He's wide awake, but very quiet and still, eyes closed, trying to figure out just what she wants.]

[prescientific]

( THANKS MAN but she's not exactly strong, so this is a bit pathetic.

And now her arm might be stuck, great. Muttering to herself: ) C'mon, this headache ain't gonna get rid of itself.

( Mmmm withdrawal )

[switchgun]

[Sighs and huddles in a very old patchwork blanket because it's her shift to sleep.]

[whereaboutses]

[ Drops ashes on her head like the stupid shit he is. ]

[switchgun]

[Wrinkles her nose.

Scrunches her eyes a bit.]

[whereaboutses]

What ya' doin' here?

[howaverage]

[ Like a completely normal person, in bed, curled under the blankets comfortably. She usually wakes up pretty early, but, uh, yeah. She's a bit tired from last night.

And we'll leave it at that. ]

[typeright]

( She can't imagine why.

Jules will just be being the big spoon, here, snuggling against Em's back and draping her arm around her waist. You say it's impossible to scoot any closer?

CHALLENGE

ACCEPTED

Also kissing Em's shoulder, hay gurl )

[howaverage]

[ Nnnnooo, of course she doesn't.

Em mumbles something - probably along the lines of "five more minutes" - and leans back against Jules, one arm under her head, the other draped over the one around her waist. ]

[typeright]

( The picture of innocence. )

We have to get up eventually.

( Not that she sounds even remotely enthusiastic about the idea. In fact, she's squeezing Em a bit. )