[motel 6] In which Cordelia is drunk, frustrated and confused.

[letsbe_clear]

[Follows THIS.]

[is stretched out on her bed, waiting for him to show up. she doesn't know WHERE that conversation came from, but it wasn't something she could do in one hundred forty characters when she couldn't see the look on his face. and apparently he couldn't either, because he was just making her more and more confused

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[silvr_moonbeams]

[he isn't too sure where it came from either, but it's been bothering him for awhile and it just kinda came out then. He walks in and looks at her, then moves over and sits on the edge of the bed]

Hey.

[letsbe_clear]

Hey.

[shifts to push herself up on her knees and moves closer to him]

You okay?

[silvr_moonbeams]

[he wasn't, but he's feeling a bit better already. He moves closer to her, his eyes closing as he inhales her]

Yeah. Fine.

[his hand holds tight to the back of her neck and he kisses her]

[letsbe_clear]

[kisses him back. she knows eventually that they're going to have to talk, but this is good for now]