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 Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 12:35 pm
Chel continued to eat, eventually pulling his arm over her shoulder and leaning on him. Always had to be touching people somehow. Commiserating through touch.
"Yer bein' awful quiet," she told him as she bit into her burger, her next lines delivered with a full mouth. "Yer not mad again are you?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 1:21 pm
"No." He kept his gaze on the television. "...Kinda. You're brushing it all off."
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 1:51 pm
"It was my own fault," she said with a detached voice that didn't sound normal. "Don't want people worryin' over nothin' when I did it t'myself."
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 4:17 pm
He made the expression equivalent of a shrug. "Friends should know about s**t like this. It's what gets you free meals and amazing company so it doesn't suck so much."
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 12:04 am
If it only sucks for me, it doesn't suck for everyone else, she thought, looking up at him curiously.
Instead she said, "M'not usin' some bruises t'get a free ride. I offered t'pay anyways. I can do that now." The tiredness from her new job didn't help with her point.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 9:26 am
"Isn't that something." The dry little tease was accompanied by a pat on an uninjured part of her shoulder; it reminded him there was still an arm around her.
"A lot of s**t's happened to you," Jack said, finally passing a glance her way. "I'll let you pay next time."
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 3:39 pm
She leaned into his side, despite all things. "Wow, thanks so much." She rolled her eyes and threw her used napkins towards the bag her food had come in. She missed, but she also didn't care enough to pick it up. She'd get it later.
A few more fries and the rest of the oily papers were thrown towards the bag in a similar fashion. Chel burped (and loudly), because that's who she was.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 3:47 pm
And despite his reservations, it felt good to have Chel there. Even if she was disgusting and had to be shoulder bumped for that display.
"So when can we start banging again?" he asked, off handed, joking, awkwardly attempting stoicism to compensate.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 4:53 pm
Chel's demeanor shifted ever so slightly. Not enough to be noticed, maybe. But there was something of a sigh in her body language. Oh right, that's what you want. Everyone wanted something.
"Technically we can bang any time. Just depends how bloody you want the sheets after," she said with a snort. "Give it a couple days or whatever. I'll slap some tylenol down m'sure it'll be fine."
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 6:27 pm
"Cool." It gave him enough cred, surely, to add the following without sounding too mushy. "I'm glad you're okay."
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2016 7:07 pm
"Thanks man," she said earnestly, but with enough detachment it might have sounded fake. "I sure do like bein' not dead."
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