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 Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 12:35 pm
Liamh's face was burning as she laid her head on him, but he was grinning like an idiot. He opened his mouth, then hesitated and closed it again and with a last look at the bottle of tequila he pushed his glass away. He chewed his lip, his eyebrows doing a silly up and down dance as he tried to think clearly.
"Home... Uhhh, yeah, I'd... I'd love to - Er, i mean, it'd probably be a good idea to walk you there," he cleared his throat, "I think maybe i'd get lost in the jungle if I tried to find my way back... alone... right now..." He pushed his glasses up his nose with one hand and laid the other hand gingerly on her shoulder.
He gave a nervous laugh. "Dammit I"m drunk..."
And dang, she was cute... He groaned inwardly. He always avoided jumping into things like that. Like this. Despite his enjoyment of flirting and despite what the whole rest of him wanted to do, he was afraid of things getting.... complicated... but he could walk her home, right? That would be the gentlemanly thing to do. And maybe, a hopefull little voice said, he could be a little ungentlemanly...
He couldn't quite tell if he wished he weren't so drunk, or a lot more so.
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 7:13 am
The woman smiled,
"Fabulous. We can have a massage or something. ooh, that'd be fun. I've never given a massage when I was drunk before."
Even drunk, she sort of halfway realized that, well, intimacy was out of the question. She'd just be in pain if she did. Of course, her memory was quickly turning into a sieve, and alcohol did tend to amplify one's personality, so it was likely that she'd end up trying something anyways.
Poor guy.
"You really are very sweet. least I could do for you walking with me."
She lifted her head from his shoulder and stumbled to her feet, clinging to the bartop so that she didn't fall over,
"Wow. This'll be tricky."
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