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*sup gaiz. Asch here, standing on the ledge of a very, very high tower. please pull him away, and give him a bitching to, k?*

Those kind of dreams, yes.

Fuck you.

*massages his temple with one hand, frowning.* Where the hell is that idiot who's supposed to keep you alive?

*eyes close slowly, now relaxing* He's not an idiot...

That's not who I'm talking about. The asshole in your head...

I'm not letting him out... he nearly killed my kid.

..if he'd keep you alive....

...He nearly killed my kid.

...come on, Asch. Let's get you to bed.

...

Look, you may not weigh as much as a couch, but I still doubt I'm supposed to carry someone your size.

...

... *stands and grabs him by the back of his shirt, starting to drag him.*

*he's actually semi-conscious at the moment, so he's not doing much to stop her*

*gets him a few feet farther before realizing oooooone crucial problem. stairs. so with a sigh, she sits down and pulls him back into her lap.*

~~*just push him down and watch him roll.*~~ ...

~~*LOL OMG NO.*~~ You are a world class pain in the butt, dreck. *someone was kind of planning to sleep in her own bed tonight.*

Not a dreck...

You're acting like one.

Whatever...

Go to sleep, Asch.

...

*tugs him up between her legs, resting his head against her chest and hugging him.*

*lolyup, already asleep*

*whelp. she's just going to sleep like this, with her arms tightly around him, just in case.*