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"Uh...hey...Meria?"

"What?" The one called Meria blew some smoke out of her mouth and looked down the hall to where a guy was sitting in front of a door of an apartment, looking through a ring of keys on a big keychain. Ugh. How could someone forget which key is the key to their own home?! She stuck the cigarette in her mouth again and slid down the wall to sit beside him, chewing lightly on the end. She waited...somewhat patient for a few moments longer while the guy kept fiddling with the keys, checking each one in the lock above his head without even looking at her. "...What, Ian?" Ian lowered his head a little and sighed, making poor little Meria (Ha!) feel guilty for snapping at him. She crushed her cigarette into the floor and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly and nuzzling her face into his hair. "I'm sorry for snapping at you. What was it you wanted to ask me?" Ian was about to answer when the lock on the door finally clicked with the right key.

"Hold that thought." He grinned and slipped out from Meria's arms, not even noticing her fall, opening the door to finally let the two of them into his apartment. "...Huh...looks like my roommate cleaned up..." With a shrug he closed and locked the door behind him and the girl, leading her in to sit on the couch. Meria wasted no time in climbing onto his lap and getting comfortable there, reaching into his pocket to steal a bag of...well...what else? Some sort of random drug they'd just bought. Most likely pot.

"Whatever, not like it matters. We're only going to be using two rooms, right? This," She opened the bag. "And the bedroom?"

"Yeah...but I wanted to ask you something." Ian wrapped his arms around Meria and hugged her close, looking down at that she was doing. "You've gotten good at this." The girl laughed and kissed his cheek, turning back to what she was doing.

"Thanks, babe. That's not a question though."

"Yeah, I know. I got distracted. Anyways, you know how we've been ******** around a bit lately?" Meria laughed again, louder this time.

"A bit? More like a LOT! Sometimes even several times a day! Why? Not liking it?"

"No, actually. The complete opposite, I love it, just...you know...wanna make it official?" Meria blinked and stopped what she was doing, just staring down at her lap while this information processed in her head. He wanted...what? Her heart was racing now as she put the stuff on the coffee table and turned around on Ian's lap, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck and looking him in the eye. "What?"

"You mean that? You want a wrecked, tarnished, dirty, unwanted juvenile delinquent as your girlfriend?" Ian rolled his eyes.

"You're not wrecked, you're not a juvenile delinquent...you just know how to have a good time." Meria leaned closer so their foreheads were touching, sighing softly and closing her eyes, hugging Ian tighter. "I mean it. Come on, don't you want to actually be able to say 'This is my boyfriend' instead of 'this is the guy I sometimes have sex with, make out with, confide everything in but it's nothing really serious'?"

"Yeah...I like that idea." Meria giggled and pressed a kiss to his lips. A sweet one for once. "Screw this, I'm not in the mood for getting high right now. We've never done it sober." It was Ian's turn to blink this time, just watching Meria in a sort of baffled stupor as she climbed off him, grabbed his arm and half-led/half-dragged him to his bedroom.

"Oh, and by the way, this is a yes."

Shauna's eyes blinked open and stared up at the ceiling, just laying there quietly while the memories of the dream ran through her head again. Wow...what was that? She laid a hand over her fluttering heart and furrowed her brows. This was weird, why was her heart getting all fluttery? Why did she have that dream? Looking up to make sure her dream catcher was still in its place, Shauna sighed and draped an arm over her eyes. Something told her she was in for a looooong night...that girl just didn't like leaving her dreams!

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