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[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[here guys, have a Luke.

...a Luke who just so happens to be only partially conscious on a bench just outside the bathroom.] Remind me never to touch tequila again.

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[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[makes a sound and moves away, curling up on the bench again]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Luke?

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[walks his hand along the bench to her hand, squeezing]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

... *sighs* Should probably get you in bed.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*laughs a little* I bet. But a bed will feel better.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

... *stroking his hair*

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*smiling* You're ridiculous.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[sits up finally, grinning crookedly]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*wraps an arm around his middle* C'mon.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[stiffens a little at her hand on his stomach, wary]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Put you to sleep in a bed.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[straightens, shifting a little closer to her and nosing her hair]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

I am not going to sex you up when you just puked. Please.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[snorts, ducking away to crack up behind a hand that covers half of his face]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*lightly smacks him upside the head*

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[feigns injury, but continues grinning]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*snorts* As long as you stay hard.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[frowns] [ponders]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

It works, trust me.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[snerk] [just noses her hair again, avoiding kissing her due to previous porcelain bus driving]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*laughs, snuggling slightly* You, however, need to sleep in a bed.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]