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 Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 3:43 pm
It was late when Rin returned to his room, but it was clear she was tired and while Melvin had to fight the urge to just bombard her with every question he had racing through his head since he left her with Harrision, he bite his tongue and let her crawl into bed without much of a word and a light touch he hoped was comforting. Even though he felt bitter about what had happened and why he was called, his girlfriend seemed more worn than he had seen her in a while.
The following morning, he woke up, got cleaned up, and returned back to his room to see if she was still up. If she wanted breakfast, he could wait till she had some coffee before jumping into asking what happened. If not, then he'd had to press her in his room.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 4:35 pm
It took a while before Rin fell asleep that night but when she finally did there was simply no waking her. Even now, she was sprawled out on the side of his bed that she commandeered. Possibly invading a bit of Meltopia with an arm or a leg.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 5:34 pm
Watching her, he moved over to his side of the universe and sat on the bed, looking at the wall and thinking of the events that transpired the day before, before looking over to the woman now sprawled in his bed. A bed that was entirely too small at times, which sometimes was good but often left him feeling unsettled. Rin somehow had invaded his territory in more ways than one, sometimes without him noticing before it was long since established, and he looked at the long leg as an invader. A very touchable invader.
A gloved hand reached out to slide up against it, wondering how dead asleep she was. The question 'Are you awake?' had yet to be spoken as his fingers traveled up her thigh.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 5:40 pm
Melvin's hand got away with quite a lot before she abruptly jolted awake with a dazed, "Buh?" Rin's head swirled around in search of the guilty party and eventually found Melvin before slumping lazily back into the bed. "Terrible~"
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 5:53 pm
"Your leg is on my side of the bed. That means I can do whatever I want with it." He informed her, before scooting up and touching her arm, rubbing a thumb around her wrist before letting his hand slide up. "Good morning."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 5:58 pm
Rin streeetched with a high-pitched throaty squeal before slumping into the bed again, "Morning yourself."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:04 pm
He wasn't even going to pretend that she was awake yet, and instead let his hand roam to her shoulder and then to a stand of her black, curly hair. "How are you feeling?" He asked, not sure what he could ask right away considering he wanted her to be fully awake when he started asking questions. He'd offer grabbing her some food from the cafeteria, but even he felt a bit bitter to do that just yet.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:07 pm
Rin immediately frowned at the question, her mood squashed the moment she remembered, "Terrible."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:08 pm
Melvin frowned back. So much for not being too quick with the mood killing.
"Does anything hurt?" When Rin returned, he hadn't had much of a chance to ask her if she had been injured in any way, and had been brushed aside when she texted him to come over. She hadn't looked visibly injured, but you never knew.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:13 pm
"Kind of. Mostly emotionally," she tried to slowly worm closer to him. "Got a mug thrown at my head and my hair pulled a bit... nothing I didn't deserve."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:18 pm
In the scope of what Rep could have done, a thrown mug and some hair pulling was rather low on the scale, but it was unusual considering Rep just seemed to be the type to throw a punch instead of an object other than his own weapon.
As she drew closer, Melvin reached out to rake his hand through her hair and see if he could feel a bump. "I guess it could have been worse. Why did he throw a mug and not a fist. Not that I wanted him to do that either. It's just it doesn't seem like him, especially when he was making death treats on your phone." A thrown mug wasn't exactly a great weapon alternative when you wanted someone to die.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:20 pm
"He threw those too but Byr wouldn't let them reach me..," She pouted her lip ever so slightly to encourage Mel to ease her physical booboos.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:51 pm
Melvin didn't give weapons much credit aside from being basic tools, but given that, they were very great tools. "Thank you, Byr." He stated, petting her hair and frowning when he felt a bump. "At least that should heal up soon. I guess I should be happier over blunt force than cutting. I wasn't sure that had been your blood back there at the time, and you really didn't say much to tell me otherwise." There had been a lot of blood, all of which Rin just wanted him to clean up.
Remembering that, he took his hand away. "You said more to Harrison than you said to me."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 7:00 pm
Rin was really leaning into the attentions until it was made clear Melvin too was not too pleased with her. Rin wilted and pouted, "I was panicked."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 7:03 pm
He set his hands by his sides to rest on the bed. "Panicked people call for help to get people to the Infirmary and help them out with injuries. They don't call someone to play maid." He told her, not believing that. "You know I work in the Infirmary in my free time, but the first thing you told me to do when I was sitting here worried, when I promised not to follow you, was to come with cleaning supplies. Not to help with the actual problem, but to scrub a carpet. Do you know how degrading that is? That I couldn't even be there for you in your time of need when you were freaking out aside from addressing a rug?"
Despite how terrible she felt, he was now feeling the bitterness from last night and it kept him from comforting her.
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