Room 314 - Sunday Morning/Afternoon

Feb 15, 2009 10:01

Well, last night had been...good? Maybe? Possibly?

....okay, Chuck couldn't really remember. There had been a lot of liquor and drugs involved.

But he had made it back home and he was fairly sure he had gotten laid. That was something, right?

[I have to write a paper today so, naturally, I'm bored. Door is cracked and post are open]

kinks: playing nurse, room: 314, people: sam, ow: stabbity, ow: hangover

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psychic_wonder February 15 2009, 15:49:27 UTC
Sam's inner Boy Scout was very, very loud. That was the only explanation for why he was knocking on Chuck's door with the intent to check his shoulder again.

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rocksthescarf February 15 2009, 15:51:09 UTC
"What?" Chuck called groggily from under his covers. He didn't have a hangover but, goddamn, he was tired.

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psychic_wonder February 15 2009, 15:57:52 UTC
"It's Sam," he said, reminding himself not to be bothered by Chuck's tone. "I wanted to see how you're doing."

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rocksthescarf February 15 2009, 15:59:51 UTC
"Oh." That was weird. The whole concern for other people thing. Really weird.

Chuck threw his covers off his head. "The door's unlocked."

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