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Dec 29, 2011 19:29

[Jesse's back, bitches! He's yawning and rubbing at his eyes, so evidently, it hasn't been very long since he woke up.]

Yo, how long was I out for...? I had the weirdest dreams. Like I was all fighting dinosaurs, and then I was a pirate, and then we were on the moon, and then I was a little kid running around here...

[He hesitates, going back ( Read more... )

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yeahscience January 3 2012, 18:50:36 UTC
His eyes cut up towards her at the word homophobic, narrowing suspiciously. Had Kay said something to her while he was out? Had Mr. Narvin? "I'm not homophobic," he said with an immediate defensiveness that suggested it might not have totally been true. He curled into her, muttering under his breath. "I just-- whatever. I don't know why you girls care about that shit." He liked his friends. They'd had his back, and they'd been fun to hang out with, mostly. Why complicate it with some qu-- with some... feelings bullshit?

He wasn't sure he liked her followup, either. "You think?" he asked doubtfully. "Maybe you could just have her, like, over, if you want." He had no problem meeting her friend. But bringing Gaius and his secrets around her didn't seem like a great plan, and he didn't want her getting anywhere near Walter White or vice-versa. His life was, what did they call it? Compartmentalized. And it was a lot better that way. "We can do a movie night or something with her."

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yeahscience January 4 2012, 02:38:42 UTC
"A sleepover," he repeated, still skeptical, but amused now, brows raising high. "I don't have to do the nails thing, though, right? No... mani-pedis." But at least that would be just the three of them, unless she also planned on having Mr. White come and nest, which was a mental image he had to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud at.

He grinned and tipped his chin up to kiss her. "You sure you and me can't just have a sleepover?" he teased back. "I like our sleepovers."

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