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a GRUMBLE came from beneath the mass of blankets that she had taken as he r own at some point during the night. bright orange waves, MUSED from the night’s ACTIVITIES, appeared and were followed by a pair of eyes that were then NARROWED in his direction before the blankets were then TOSSED aside and she was able to sit up while pushing her hair out of her face. ❝ oh yea’ ? well, ya’ SNORE so … i t'ink we’re EVEN. ❞ did he REALLY? she wasn’t willing to cough up that information. after their FUN, she’d been all but DEAD to the world and would have been perfectly happy spending the rest of the day in bed ( remembering what had happened, of course ).
stretching some, she leaned over the edge of the bed and rummaged around the various clothes that were gathered there in a pile. ❝ i steal ‘da blankets too, but ya’ didn’t complain ‘bout d’at …. ❞ a corner of her mouth lifted when she glanced over her shoulder back at him. ❝ ’m NOT complainin’ …
Surely one shouldn’t be laughing right now... But the grumble and the following theatrics she was putting on after he mentioned her snoring during the night. Her bright hair uncovered from the blankets that she stole during some point of the night. After the night activities it was safe to say that the laughs that escaped his body left a lingering soreness to his tender abdominal region. When she mentioned too that he snored, he couldn’t help but to laugh a bit more and to raise a curious eyebrow as if he was saying to her ‘Oh really? Do I now?’ Although he had his doubts if that was really true or not he was not willing to question it. He remained laid down flat onto the bed, his body still feeling the effects of the magical night that the two shared. To be honest? If he didn’t have to move at all today the likelihood was that he would remain in bed with the comical lass beside him, throw on whatever movie caught their eyes and order in. He watched her start going through the pile of clothing that was tossed during the late-night activities. ❝ So... Neither of us are complaining... ❞ He leaned over onto his stomach, extending his arm out to try and reach at her wrist. A small smile on his face after she looked over at him and mentioned she had no complaints about the night either. ❝ What’s the rush? We can hang out and just have us a lazy day. Unless you got shit to do. . ❞
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