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 Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2015 6:07 pm
Otto squinted, wondering why Chance was holding his nose like that. "Feelin' sick?" He asked, rubbing his eyes after shrugging. "You musta drank more than I thought."
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2015 6:09 pm
Now that he mentioned it...
"A little," Chance admitted, finally lowering his hand. "Uh. And you just hit me," he added, a little ruefully, nose slightly red from said hit. He ran a hand through his messy curls.
"Did...I do anything...?" he asked cautiously.
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2015 11:05 am
Otto gave the man a curious look, his brows furrowing. "Not really. I found you in a hallway drunk as a skunk. Dragged your sorry a** here. Took some work to get you to sleep, but I managed." He spoke the last part as if Otto had done a great public service. "You were a little grabby. And smily. Maybe a bit whiny. But as far as I know you didn't burn any villages or nuthin'."
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2015 1:20 pm
He winced a little, more out of the fact that his head was threatening to explode than anything else. "********," said Chance, trying to offer Otto a reassuring smile. "Well, to be fair I'm normally a little grabby and smiley, though not so much the whiny."
He dug his fingers into his hair to try and stop the pounding against his skull.
"Good," said Chance, his voice a little hoarse. "********, Otto, I'm sorry."
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2015 9:13 pm
Otto shrugged, clapping the man on the shoulder. "Don't be sorry. Buy me cheesecake. That'll call it even."
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2015 10:18 pm
He made a small noise of simultaneous pain and remembrance.
"I did, uh, actually have something for you," said Chance, wincing again as he peered around, looking past Otto onto the floor where the paper bag he'd been clutching the night before lay. "I brought back dessert from the place I went to, but, uh, I think it's probably...not good by now."
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2015 10:44 pm
Otto frowned as he looked down upon the bag. "Twice we've lost out on cake..." He uttered darkly. Lost cake was a dark and sad turn of events. At least Chance had thought of him, he supposed. He gave a sad sigh. Was he mourning the cake he never even had?
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2015 11:05 pm
"I'll make it up to you," said Chance quickly, running a hand through his curls, which sprung every which way. "I owe you one now, at the very least, for not leaving me out in the hallway."
He dropped his fingers, hesitated, and then said carefully, "Also, sorry for, uh, the grabby part, it's just sort of...habit."
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2015 11:08 pm
"Don't make it sound weird. You're makin' me nervous." Otto grumbled, getting up off the bed. He'd done his part and saved Chance from sleeping on the hallways floor, and allowed himself to be used as a teddy bear.. No need to hang around awkwardly. Nor any need to remember the embarrassing things Chance had said. "Like I said. You owe me cake. More cake."
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 12:12 pm
He relaxed, just a little, and swung his legs over the side of the bed in a movement that made a wave of nausea wash over him.
"Cake it is," said Chance grandly, in spite of the overwhelming sensation to curl up and pass out for several more hours "Any specific kind you want? I can make you whatever flavor floats your boat."
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 12:24 pm
"Chocolate." Otto responded promptly. "Double chocolate fudge."
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 12:28 pm
He had padded over to the closet and now turned a look over his shoulder at Otto, one eyebrow raised in amusement.
"Do you want some chocolate with your chocolate?" Chance asked dryly.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 12:48 pm
"Yes." He answered haughtily, not even looking back.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 1:10 pm
Chance pulled a clean shirt free and promptly beaned it at the back of Otto's head.
"You're so easy to please," he said with a smirk.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2015 1:32 am
"Am not." He huffed in response, shifting away after being hit with the shirt. His eyes narrowed accusingly over his shoulder at the culprit. "Hey, you ain't gotta get me cake right away or nuthin'. I'm just bustin' yer balls, yanno."
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