Ric climbs the stairs like he is a dying man in a desert and there is water at the top. Like he is an exhausted, dying man in a desert, which is more or less what he feels like. Exhausted. Half-dead. Not for the first time during the past month, he is incredibly grateful to how much of an ass Cable was throughout his teen years. Otherwise, he
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Nothing follows for a moment. He pads over, peering through the spyhole.
Messy dark brown curls - growing back nicely from being hacked off short - and a familiar slump.
The sword is thumped into the ground and the door opened hurriedly. "Julio?" His arms are already open.
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He'll tell Ric about the ONE warrant later.
"I love you. I missed you."
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"I am not playing this game. It is pointless. Declarations of 'Nuh-uh, love you more' are nauseating." The valley girl accent should not come so easily to someone like Star.
"And-" He rolls them over, pinning Ric to the bed, "-I altered my entire language to find a way to express my love to you in it. That means I am allowed to profess affections with any simplicity I choose."
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It's said completely deadpanned and without a trace of humour. For about ten seconds, at which point Star grins and swoops in to steal another kiss from Ric.
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