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 Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 1:31 am
"Later," he both reminded and agreed. The last thing he wanted to was to involve the past, which would no doubt throw off his current and delicate balance act. Chel's courtesy was rewarded with a kiss to her shoulder before he rested his chin there and a light scratch at her back.
"Think I'm going to stay the night," Jack said after a while. It wasn't a suggestion or a question. "It'd be really ******** pathetic to wake up alone the day after Christmas."
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 2:48 am
What an odd change had taken place. Chel had attempted to drop something, and it was Jack that wanted to pick it up. Later, certainly, but later was still eventually. She smiled at such a development and kissed the side of his head in return.
Chel snorted at Jack's declaration, amused that he thought it was a big deal. "Well yeah, duh." More intimately she said, "You think I'd let you go home?"
She was remembering all of the times Jack had called her annoying in the life labs when she repetitively came by to bother him. Had you told her back then where she'd be now she would've lost herself in a fit of laughter. But then she remembered the look in Evan's eyes, and a shiver went down her spine. This was what begot love. Her grip tightened without her meaning to. "You never gotta wake up alone anymore if you don't want to, y'hear me?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 10:49 am
Jack wasn't aware of the score, but for once Chel had managed to win a contest of gifts, not through volume but in the weight of them. He might have thought even more of it if he hadn't considered her one of the infected, even though she was a special case. But an offer was an offer.
"Loud and clear," he replied softly. Then in a regular voice, "However, I'm gonna need you to let go long enough to change some bandages before bed."
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 11:32 am
"Grosssss." Chel began the whine but released her death grip of him, kissing him lightly on the side of the head before letting go completely. "Bandages should be in the cupboards somewhere if you don't already have some." A sun not having bandages nearly them was like a lifer not having their lab access key. Just unheard of.
While Jack got his bandages, Chel reached over to her nightstand to grab her phone and began the button pressing to search through her contacts for certain individuals.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 11:41 am
"Got it."
As Chel looked for people to spam, he located the bandages. More than that, though, Jack also located his third beer from before and then a fourth now that the buzz had mostly worn off. He'd have to take a long piss before sleep, but at least he'd get to sleep relatively easier.
"AK'll wet herself," he commented as he finished the half empty can and unravelled the bandages from his shoulder. It was a network of gouged flesh and burns, both of which stretched over to his back as well. The infection had been dealt with, but there was still minor discoloration abound.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 11:51 am
Chel cringed looking at infected wound, heavily reminded of her own. Luckily hers had been relatively minor and easily treatable, so it had only lasted a few days. "M'tryin' to think how to word it. Merry Christmas, you still don't have anyone! Sound right?"
She grinned, knowing that she could never actually send a text that horrible. Hey- for all she knew, Abbi was getting it on right now. Twas the season.
"What d'you think Finn will do? Think he'll disown us both or just you?" All said whilst aiming the camera at him bandaging himself at the counter.ayeavast Text to Cotton Balls: if i cant hean u scream from my donm ill no ur dead [ attached img ] : [ lol.jpg ]
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 12:03 pm
It was a testament to how much he actually did care about Abbi's wellbeing that, rather than snicker at Chel's obvious joke, he gave her a long hard stare as she took the photo. Or maybe that was from the suggestion of Finn finding out through a stupid text.
"Think Finn's busy ******** Crowell," he said as he grabbed the fresh roll. "It's his birthday today." Naturally Jack knew from file reading, not from asking.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 1:44 pm
"Don't look at me like that," she scolded. "I offered man, I really did." She would've still offered if Abbi needed it, that was for sure.
She was relatively relaxed on the bed, not having moved much beyond leaning up a bit to text, but at Jack's second comment she bolted upright. "It's his birthday??" she all but hissed, throwing the covers off and stumbling out of bed. If she intended to go anywhere, she was certainly unprepared being in nothing but her underclothing. "
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 4:42 pm
Jack snorted. "Of course you did. Well, it's late, Chel," he said without looking up from his work. "You can bug him tomorrow with your overflow of presents."
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 5:00 pm
Chel fell back onto the bed, sitting with her legs over the side, elbows pressed into her thighs in annoyance. "But-" She knew Jack was right, but it felt good to argue about it anyways. "It's not the same when it's not actually on his birthday."
Her eyes widened as she realized she had even seen and kissed him today. She had completely tarnished her reputation as bro-friends.
"Need help?" she asked Jack. If she couldn't go and give bro-love, she had to do something for someone else.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 5:12 pm
"I'm sure he'll understand. But no, I'm good," he replied, testing the tightness of the bandages with a slight wince. "Thanks." Jack turned to her as he opened the fourth can. "So what are you going to get him? Unless you've got a surplus of meaningful presents in that closet you just pick out?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 5:23 pm
"Not unless he likes purses," Chel retorted.
She rubbed her eyes, trying to clear the slight headache that was forming from the booze and watching the TV for too long. Dehydration more likely. When her head had cleared enough she looked at Jack for a while admiring the view. Sometimes she was okay with the little things.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 6:10 pm
"Well, he's gay, maybe he will," he retorted back with a shrug.
He may have done a slow turn since she was eying him, or because he was starting to thankfully come back under a haze. Either way, he started to make his way towards her bathroom. "If nothing else, he ought to be grateful for the shoes he got. Get some water in you before you head to bed, alright?" He was returning to some degree of casualness, like they hadn't just run the gamut of emotion.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 6:17 pm
"Mm," was the noncomittal noise she made as she did not get water and instead scooted back further onto her bed and laid herself out on her back. Her ceiling was a blank slate she'd grown friendly with, having spent too many hours staring at it, crying at it, blocking it out, zoning out with it. They were good friends by now.
And whenever Jack came out of the bathroom she was laying in the same spot, albeit with her eyes closed as she was deep in thought.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 6:57 pm
He took his time: drank, pissed, washed, looked at himself in the mirror, yawned, washed again. What little make up he used was stubborn to come out without proper remover, but he hadn't thought he would need it. Several blemishes reared their ugly little heads, and after a third critical look Jack sighed.
When he left the bathroom and saw Chel, he paused. The door was closed audibly to signal he was there first before he approaches the bed and sat down at the edge. "You asleep already?"
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