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 Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 6:11 am
Otto awoke after a few hours had passed. Nightmares had made his sleep unpleasant as usual. However, as he awoke, he wondered if he might be dreaming. There was a warm body cuddled right up against him. His first thoughts went to Nevada, which instantly made his eyes opened wider.
But this was not Nevada.
Maebe had decided to sleep over, and rather than sleep on any other part of the couch, she chose to cramp herself right next to him.... wait, was she wearing one of his teeshirts? He knew he'd been really drunk, but he was certain he hadn't done much more than drink and sleep. And none of the activities that were often associated.
Otto groaned, his head pounding in irritation and likely the start of a wicked hangover. With a roll of his eyes, he rolled the girl off of the couch and onto the pillow pile below.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2014 10:39 pm
Maebe went tumbling down onto the pillow pile, bouncing right off of it and continuing to roll until she was flat on her face on the floor. This was how she woke up - bumping all over, heart racing from the sudden shock of movement, and a terrible, throbbing headache. Otto was such a shitty date. "Ow." The muffled sound came out just before she pushed herself up, and immediately took hold of her head as if that could help the painful pounding. "Good morning to you, too. ********. Was that really necessary? I thought we were having a moment."
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 3:45 pm
Otto sat up just enough so he could roll onto his stomach, leaning over the couch to leer at the girl on the floor. "That weren't no moment. You're just delusional." The teen drawled lazily, stretching out before sitting up. "I'ma go brush my teeth. When I come back? You'd best be gone." He gave her a careful stare, wondering if she actually liked his company or was simply seeking a conquest. "I let you drink my booze, you invited yerself over to sleep it off. I ain't got no more generosity left in me."
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2014 3:36 am
Maebe didn't mind being called delusional, because that sounded pretty plausible to her. So she climbed back up from the floor, and waited very patiently until he was up before pulling herself back on the couch where he was laying on. It was still warm from his body, and she settled in comfortably. "Okay." She agreed quickly, no attempt to argue present in her voice. Unfortunately, when he returned, she would still be lying down right there on his couch, hugging the pillow against her body. There really was no point in arguing - she just wasn't going anywhere.
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2014 4:35 am
He came back, but the pest was still there. Otto couldn't find the energy to contest her at this point. She'd leave when she was bored. Maybe. Hopefully. She wasn't being terribly annoying yet. Yet. "You suck at heedin' instructions." Otto grumbled, taking up a far corner of the couch. The movie he'd neglected to finish the night before was turned back on. Maybe he could bore her to death with his looped playback of 2012 the movie.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 12:27 am
When he returned, she lavished in the feel of his disapproving glare. She waited until he was back on the couch, to immediately crawl over and flop down on him, her arms wrapping around his waist in a hug. But it was an instant's worth of attention, because in the same breath she was crawling off the couch, and padding over to the kitchen. "I'm hungry." She announced, to no one in particular. "That pizza you had in here sounds good right about now. I will eat it." No asking. No shame. Just making herself some pizza. "If you want some, better tell me now."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 4:55 am
His eyes slid down at the girl around his waist, cold and irritated. Luckily she left. Unluckily she still made herself at home. "Have at it. Don't want it." He grumbled back to her, slouching in place and sulking like a child. This girl was totally invading his sacred lair. No respect for his personal bubble, or even his food. Not that he was eating much to begin with. "Are you just mooching for the Hell of it, or is there some secret password to make you leave?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 5:17 am
"There's a secret password." She offered, as she heated up the pizza. "Or, I guess I should say, secret key. But don't bother. You're not ready." The microwave hummed, and she hummed along with it. "That movie sucks. You need better movie taste."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 5:20 am
Otto huffed impatiently. " I like this movie. So deal with it." She was, after all, an uninvited guest. Though most guests he received were uninvited. It was just that somehow, this one made him feel agitated for no discernible reason.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 5:29 am
She let him have that one, because there was no arguing with bad taste. The microwave beeped, and she pulled out the pizza, hissing as it burned her fingers. She sucked on her finger as she plated the pizza, and then headed back to the couch. She fell down on one of the pillows and flopped her feet up in the air before they fell on his lap. She crossed them, for decency's sake, and leaned back with the pizza resting on her stomach. "I burned my finger." She murmured, pulling it out of her mouth with a pop and holding it out to him. "Kiss it and make it better."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 5:32 am
Otto's brow twitched. She had to be playing games with him. Her get-up screamed Attention Seeking. He didn't bother moving her feet, saving his energy for something less futile. "No. Only good girls get kisses." He drawled unhappily, leaning his head in his hand and his elbow on the arm of the couch. "Eat yer damn pizza."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 5:39 am
"Aww." The finger went back in her mouth, as she took care of the burn herself while giving him the most pathetic expression. But it only last a few moments, before she pulled it out again and picked up a slice of pizza. "I could be a good girl, you know." She put the pizza in her mouth, bit down, and pulled so the cheese stretched out in front of her. When it finally broke, she chewed very quietly while regarding him. And it was only a minute later, after she'd completely swallowed, that she finished that sentence. "Just a different definition of good, is all. But I promise. I'd be very good."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 5:41 am
Frustrating. Very, very frustrating.
Otto levelled irritated blue eyes at the female on his couch. If he let her have it, maybe she'd finally give up. Let her have her damn conquest and she'd have no reason to bother him.
Otto huffed and shoved her feet off his lap.
"Fine. Bring it."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 5:47 am
Maebe choked on her pizza. After a minute of trying to stop coughing, she put the plate down, and sat up straight, stretching her arms behind her to rest her head on her hands. She didn't look like she was about to do a single thing, despite that oh-so-charming offer. "Bring what, exactly?" There was no way she could claim to not know - "I want to hear you say it." Oh.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 3:53 pm
Otto hated her ******** games. "I'll have sex with you if you leave me alone for a while." He wasn't going to play anymore.
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