[The night was quiet enough. Quiet was a luxury back out there, and almost a luxury here. Living together worked for the four of them and made things noisy enough, but absent the chaos there were those quiet nights. Rochelle was wondering if she had gotten used to being cramped together with three other men in damp places trying to sleep
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Nick was already in the room--in a pair of khakis and a dress shirt with a few undone buttons. About as casual as he ever got, really. He was just moving around the table, pool cue in hand. Playing by yourself wasn't as much fun, but hell, he'd take it.
Been too long.
Or he would've taken it if he hadn't expected Rochelle standing in the door, looking in.]
Thought you'd be asleep, Sweetheart.
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Yeah, me too.
[She stepped into the room, eyes not leaving the pool table.]
When did we get that?
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[He flashed a grin, arched an eyebrow.]
Wanna play a game? Or... [Kind of trailing off, eyeing her, maybe debating on whether or not he ought to say what was on his mind or not. Probably not.]
Nevermind.
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Not bad, I just didn't expect us to all of a sudden have a pool table.
[She looked up at him, before giving a tired grin back.]
Sure, I can't sleep anyway. Already spent most of tonight going on a walk or watching bad movies.
[She walked up to him, still grinning, but obviously curious at his last words.]
Nevermind... what?
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