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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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[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]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

You should know where I'll be, though.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[goes for her hand, squeezing]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*squeezes back*

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[love in the face. aka Luke is now faceplanting his forehead into yours, Ana.]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Love you too.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[moves away, squeezing her hand again]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a good idea.

[replicaberry.livejournal.com]

[noses her hair once more before turning, assumably headed off for his room to be unconscious.]