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 Posted: Fri Feb 07, 2014 7:30 pm
"Is it bed time then?" The drunkard asked as he was dropped on the couch. Though he didn't wait for too much of an answer as Des curled up instantly, face nuzzled into a pillow as one hand hung off the couch. "Why were we drinking again?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 07, 2014 7:39 pm
Alex flopped on the couch with Des, resting his head on one arm. "Doooon't really remember," he lied, because the look on Gabriel's face was like a kick in the throat and he couldn't bear to remind Des that he'd been angry.
Gabriel didn't crawl up on the couch, as much as he wanted to - as much as he wanted to nestle against Des and drown in his warmth, he didn't feel worthy of it. So instead he sat at the edge, resting his head there, and reaching out to gently wrap his fingers around two of Des's.
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Posted: Fri Feb 07, 2014 7:46 pm
"You're horrible at this. Whatever this is. But you're bad at it." Des murmured into the pillow with a yawn. His fingers twitched and curled reflexively. The boy himself just murmured something intangible before closing his eyes.
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