𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓻

WRITING           FOR           LCTATA

[itsovcr]

「 @lazys 」

––––––「  kamlai lay with her back flat against the pavement of jasmine’s sorority house, arms still splayed at her sides from when she first flopped down next to the other girl a few hours earlier.   “   you think i missed anything in my chem lecture today ?   ”   kamlai wondered aloud as she prodded the deck of her overturned skateboard with her toe. she turned her head to look at jasmine, grin spreading across her face as she locked eyes with her. kam knew it was mostly from how they both knew any answer the other could give wouldn’t make her any bit remorseful about missing the lesson, but she was starting to realize that part of it   (   though she told herself it was only a small part of it   )   was just from getting to be around jasmine again. kamlai had already wasted most of the afternoon just happy to be by the girl’s side, and if that evening was to be anything like the day had been going so far, she would be happy to waste any more time with her.  」

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「 @disappcintmvnt 」

––––––「  it wasn’t often that sui didn’t feel sure of herself. with practically anything she did, she was normally the one who knew what was going on. the one in the lead. but ever since she and woojin had been spending more and more time together, she wasn’t sure what to make of herself. whether it was the way the corners of his lips turned up right before he broke out into a smile or how he helped her put her jacket on when they were leaving the few restaurants they had already been to together, she would catch herself noticing one small thing he did and suddenly whatever thought had been going through her mind completely abandoned her. 

                 even though they were starting to make a habit of meeting one another at coffee shops and over dinner, there hadn’t been many times before that she and woojin had just passed whatever free time they had managed to find in both of their hectic schedules.   “   maybe next time, you can come over to my apartment and we can cook together,   ”   sui offered, the suggestion barely having formed in her mind before she offered it to her companion. she pulled herself off of the chair in woojin’s living room and made her way over to the man, soft smile never faltering from her face. 」

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artificiallovc·:

♡ → ❝ @lctata jo sc !!

          with arms held high above her head, she gave them a slight shimmy. “i’ve had my hands up for a solid minute, and i’ve still received no hug  —-  what gives ??”

––––––「   “   what – oh,   ”   zheng snapped out of whatever daze he had fallen into and turned towards jojo, finally seeming to notice how she had been stretching her tiny frame out in front of him in an attempt to match his own size. he normally was better at paying attention – or at least, he was normally better at paying attention to her. he didn’t know why, but jo always seemed to have that affect on him. most of the time it was like his focus was always somewhere else, easily drawn towards anything that moved fast enough to catch his wide eyes. but jojo was always the exception to this, all she had to do was walk into the room and suddenly it was like nothing else existed. or at least, to zheng it was.   “   sorry, you’re still tiny, jo,  ”   he laughed as he wrapped his arms around the girl and lifted her feet off the ground all together. zheng was blind to the goofish grin that was spreading across his face as he spoke, nearly forgetting that he was dangling her there altogether.   “   what’s it like to be up here for once anyway ?   ”   」

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cherrykisscs·:

closed starter! ╰⋗ @lctata // ft. winnifred & matty   

           ‘ listen up, ‘cause i’m only saying this once! ’ her body aches from head to toe as she waltzes into his apartment, comfortable and easy as if it were her own place. her manners come into play as she drops her duffel bag into a corner, with little care to the object itself but being mindful not to put it somewhere either of them could trip on. winnie moves to tie her hair up, wincing as the simple movement only makes the pain worse. ‘ — you were right, and i shouldn’t have boarded when i was so tired, and i’m sure i’ll listen next time but please, please, tell me you still have your ice packs. ’ 

––––––「 in any situation, it was rare for matty to be right. this was especially true for whenever winnie was involved, and as much as it clearly pained her to admit this, matty couldn’t help but break out into a slightly proud and clearly lopsided grin.   “   i told you,   ”  he said quietly, though he knew that it would not go unnoticed by the girl. matty turned towards the countertop and fridge that barely qualified as a kitchen in his small apartment, pulling the freezer door open and grabbing two icepacks and a bag of peas for good measure before turning back to her. he made his way over to winnie, still not bothering to hide the smile on his face – but in his defense, he typically wore one whenever he was around her anyway.   “   you think i haven’t had my ass handed to me on the ice enough times to know that ?   ”   」

[itsovcr]

etastra·:

@lctata !!

     “it can’t be a bad idea if it’s for a good cause.” it’s the most sound argument hyunjun can come up with on the spot, unnecessary when there’s not much anyone can say about his 24 hour charity stream for the upcoming weekend ; if anything, words are spoken with only the intent of assuaging any concerns for his weekend plans. “besides, it won’t be the first time i’ve played for a whole day.”

–––––––「 even though the boy’s words were meant to ease her mind, daisy still struggled to abandon all of her worries about him playing for so long altogether.   “   i know it’s for a good cause,   ”   she started, drawing a blank on anything else she could say at this point that could cause him to reconsider. she just didn’t like the thought of hyunjun shutting himself in a dark room all day and smashing buttons in front of a computer screen.   “  but are you sure you have to do it for a whole day ? can’t you guys just play for a few rounds together and raise money that way ?   ”   」

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hcavcns·:

           "At this point in my life, I don’t have much pride left in me.“ He admits, teeth nibbling along the side of the straw as he stares at the pavement. "So, yes, I am willing to do anything to get a roof over my head and some food in front of me.” He almost grimaces, his teeth biting down harder around the straw in minor disdain. “If you want to judge me, it’s okay to do so.”

                   sc. // muse: kuh myungdae, a semi-homeless street dancer. ( @lctata )

–––––––「 eddie looked up from swirling the cup of coffee in his hands absentmindedly when the other boy spoke. he shrugged, knowing there was little solace he could offer his companion in times like this.   “   sometimes too much pride is a bad thing,   ”   he could remember countless times his brother or the other boys coming home from fights that they had started looking more than a little worse for wear, even if they had been the ones to come out of it still in one piece.   “   if you really need a place to stay sometime, there’s always room on our couch,   ”   offered eddie, before he paused one more time,   “   i can’t guarantee you’ll be the only one there, though.   ”   」

[itsovcr]

liyabbay·:

Starter: Yunhee & Taekwon

          Yunhee had to finish putting up the students work and she knew Taekwon was getting upset waiting by the door. “One more minute, I swear this is the last few I have to hang up!” she glanced over her shoulder with a bright grin as she held up one of the art pieces, for the male to see. “How talented are my kids?" 

@lctata

–––––––「 taekwon didn’t often notice yunhee’s effect on him, but that didn’t mean it didn’t happen often. it was as if as soon as they were near each other, he could get completely lost in whatever she was doing and forget about anything else entirely. sure, they were running late on when they said they would head out to dinner that night, but the constant tick of the clock on yunee’s wall had all but faded into the background as he watched her flutter about the apartment, hanging even more of her students’ artwork on the walls.   “   it’s pretty impressive,   ”   he admitted as he broke back out into a grin and  walked over to her. any thought about running late had all but slipped his mind. it wasn’t like we actually made reservations anyway.   “   hold on,   ”   he couldn’t help but laugh softly in amusement as he looked at the finger-painting closer,   “   is that a duck in this class portrait ?   ”   」

[itsovcr]

welcometothezungle·:

@itsovcr didn’t like for a starter but i’m making one anyway qin qin & ??? background: goldie is a member of byulbit

“you know, i didn’t think you’d actually come with me,” qin qin admitted, smile soft as she overlooked the city. this was her favorite place in the world– the roof of her dorm building was hard to get to, and the ladder she used to get there looked sketchy as hell, but she always felt so peaceful once she got there. and it was the best place to watch the sunset. “aren’t you glad you did, though? the view is breathtaking.”

–––––––「 jiayi couldn’t help but laugh quietly when he heard qin qin’s comment.   “   of course i’d come,   ”   he said, smiling over at her as she took in the view surrounding them. the two hadn’t known each other for very long, but he could think of a million reasons why he would want to spend time with her if she ever asked for them.   “   you’re right, though, this view is pretty great,  ”   jiayi finally tore his eyes away from his companion and to the city lights that were flickering in and out around them.   “   i gotta admit, qin, i did think you were going to kill me on the way up.   ”   」

[itsovcr]

「 @heavcnward 」

–––––––「 nothing good could come through the emergency room doors at this hour at night. it hadn’t taken yerim that long since starting her internship at that same hospital a few years ago, and each time she was assigned another late night shift in what the attending surgeons all-so-lovingly referred to as the pen, that belief only got cemented further in her mind. whether it was late night sicknesses, the aftermath of strange drunken antics in the early hours of the morning, or just otherwise questionable ailments that never seemed to occur when the sun was shining, there was always something that made yerim walk out of the hospital doors when her shift was finally over that left her desperate to remind herself that there was some definition of normal behavior still in existence.

                thankfully, she told herself, she wasn’t actually working the pen that night. one of the nurses had pointed her in the direction of someone who had already been moved to their own room, though she caught herself wondering why the patient was already in one of the rooms they typically reserved for outpatient surgeries if they had only come in through the emergency room’s bay doors. the two men dressed in black standing outside the room, however, were a little harder not to notice. yerim slowed in her pace as she approached the door. she clutched the clipboard closer to her chest as she cracked it open, the two men nearly looming over her small figure as she slid into the room.   “   so, um, sir,   ”   she asked, glancing back at the chart in her hands as she spoke.   “   it seems like we still don’t have much information for you on file yet, if you wouldn’t mind telling me a little more about you...   ”   」

[itsovcr]

welcometothezungle·:

hyosang groaned from under the pillow nest he’d built for himself on the couch shoved into the corner of their studio, prompting fish to shift, poking his nose out from under a particularly soft blanket. fries and phone in hand, hyo had curled up, hoping that listening to nothing but their track on repeat would get him out of his rut and help him come up with something. listen– it wasn’t the best plan, but he was using any excuse he could to build a nest. “min, what if he enlisted too? i don’t even know how old he was– i didn’t ever ask,” the older of the two whined, voice muffled by one of the blankets. “that means we’re gonna have to go even longer without seeing him. when will my suffering end?”

to be frank, the military enlistment wasn’t the worst thing that had ever happened to hyosang. it had come right after breaking up with teddy, and it was probably healthy to have something to focus on for a while. to have a routine. to not get stuck in the same old bad habits. in his spare time he’d write songs, and he had min to lean on. yuji visited him whenever she could, with updates on l3thal and pictures of fish (there was no way he and fish were gonna get separated in the breakup, and his sister had agreed to take care of him while hyo was in the military). and when he was finally discharged, he was a better person. he was content, and ready to get back to doing what he loved– making music. and spoiling his dog.

except at this very moment, it seemed. procrastination was a hard rut to get out of once you’d fallen into it, and that night in particular, the couch was comfortable. “see that i could get behind. hell, why don’t we expand on that. make a fifteen-minute song that’s just you going non-stop. betcha that’s never been done well before.”

–––––––「  hyosang’s groan from within the blanket fort he had constructed on the other side of the room practically resonated within minseok. the two of them had spent the last two years finishing up their military service together ( and even longer figuring out how to not let it become four years of either of them wasting the time until they both got back ) and they hadn’t once thought that the other man wouldn’t be there when they got back. minseok shook his head, adjusting the sound board in front of him absentmindedly.   “   we should’ve enlisted with him, too, hyo,   ”   he called over his shoulder to his best friend.   “   or maybe we should just be camping out there until he comes back. that wouldn’t be too stalker-ish, would it?   ” 

                  it was almost strange to back to life almost the exact same way as before, sometimes it felt to minseok that he and hyo had managed to press a button and jump forward two years in time. except, now minseok could fall asleep next to yein without worrying about when he would have to say goodbye to her, hyosang was finally single, and the two of them could almost pick up right where they had left off.    “   i definitely have enough to fill everything you’ve mixed so far,   ”   min laughed. he knew that hyo’s idea sounded like it could be a joke, but knowing either of them, they could make the suggestion a reality without a second thought.   “   what if at our next show, my set is just the fifteen minute song and nothing else,   ”    he replied, the grin spreading back across his face as he spoke.   “   i won’t even say anything else. i’ll just get onstage, do fifteen minutes of rapping, and just walk off.   ”   」

[itsovcr]

welcometothezungle·:

“you’re an idiot.” it was almost becoming a catchphrase when it came to noah, though despite the words, seola always delivered it affectionately. it had been a nice distraction when he’d waltzed his way into her practice room; despite leaving juliette however-many years prior, she hadn’t lost her laser-focus when it came to practice and training, no matter how unhealthy that had ended up proving to be when she was younger. she often got wrapped up in what she was doing, and having noah’s chaotic energy burst in to distract her did her well. 

squeezing his hand, she looked down at him with a hint of a smile, shaking her head. “you could probably do it in theory– i have no doubt you could probably get the routines down and do them. i don’t know if you have the right attitude or confidence to pull it off beyond that, though. or the hips. you should probably stick to what you do best.” not that she wouldn’t love to watch him try. it’d be entertaining to say the least, and it made her heart feel warm when he did things to try to make her laugh or smile. 

–––––––「   “   water is wet,   ”   noah replied softly and he turned just enough to show off the massive grin that had already spread across his face. he shifted a little nearer to seola. he didn’t have any words for it, but he just wanted to get even closer to her. it was always like that for him when it came to seola. he didn’t have any name for what he was feeling, or even words to describe whatever was going through his head, but there was always this feeling within him that he had to be with her. everything seemed better when he was.   “   moving my hips is what i do best. they don’t lie,  ”  he replied as he continued to thread their fingers together, barely paying any more attention to whatever words were coming out of his mouth than what their hands were doing.   “   really though, i’m not that bad at dancing. i guess i can’t say it’s the only reason why i’m in helix, but you’d tell me if i was awful, right?   ”   noah laughed, knowing that he’d look ridiculous trying to recreate any of the movements that seola always seemed to make look effortless – no matter how many hours noah knew that she had spent in a practice room repeating them to make sure they looked that way.   “   i can’t go around being a total embarrassment to everybody.   ”   」

[itsovcr]

sealyrics·:

             she  could  physically  feel  herself  leaving  her  body  ,  her  mind  leaving  to  a  haven  ──  one  that  specifically  didn’t  have  any  annoying  interns  to  ask  her  what  the  color  of  the  sky  was  ;  just  her  ,  hyungsik  ,  and  an  ice  cold  fruity  drink  (  that  might  contain  alcohol  .  )  hazel  eyes  shut  when  a  kiss  is  pressed  to  her  lips  ,  a  content  hum  leaving  in  the  form  of  a  sigh  through  her  nose  .         ‘           then  why  don’t  we  take  it  ?           ’         she  asks  ,  hitching  a  brow  as  her  eyes  blink  open  .  sure  ,  they  couldn’t  just  pack  their  bags  and  go (  they  could  ,  if  they  wanted  to  lose  their  jobs  .  )         ‘           we’ve  been  working  non  -   stop  since  summertime  .  .  .  don’t  you  think  we  deserve  a  little  break  to  get  some  r  &  r  ?           ’         suddenly  ,  the  lightbulb  above  her  head  flickers  on  ,  a  smile  curving  her  lips  .  back  when  they  were  just  in  high  school  ,  she  had  a  special  little  tactic  to  woo  hyungsik  .  it  was  almost  like  clockwork  ,  lips  forming  into  a  pout  ,  hands  adjacent  to  one  another  like  a  flower’s  leaves  ──  she’d  actually  gone  back  to  attempt  and  act  cute  .         ‘           sikkie  !  pretty  ,  pretty  please  take  us  out  on  a  vacation  !           ’         a  sad  attempt  at  that  .  perhaps  it  only  worked  in  high  school  .

–––––––「 more often than hyungsik would like to admit it, he caught himself wondering why the hell he and haeyoung put themselves through this. the long hours, entire days spent on single surgeries, sometimes feeling like he spent more time telling next of kin that he had done everything that he could but that just hadn’t been enough. even on better days, when he felt like he was finally doing some good for once and actually helping people, he couldn’t guarantee that his wife would have the same luck and wouldn’t go find him in a break room looking like any last hope she may have was robbed from her.   “   i could see if i could reschedule some of my surgeries,   ”   he offered, starting to draw slow circles on haeyoung’s back through the fabric of her scrubs. hyungsik hadn’t thought too seriously about it before he first suggested it to her, but it was starting to sound like a good idea now that he heard her saying it back to him.

                though he kept his arms wrapped around her, hyungsik pulled back when he heard her use the nickname that was all-too-familiar, wanting to see the mischievous little smile that he knew she had her face each time she used it. ever since they were young, she knew exactly what cards to play in order to cut right through him.   “   most of my pro-bono ones aren’t for a few months, anyway,   ”   hyungsik leaned in as he spoke, trying to kiss her with the grin that had broken back out across his face.    “    we could go anywhere if you wanted to...   ”   」

[itsovcr]

「 @welcometothezungle​​ 」

–––––––「  “  do you think i could do your choreo?  ”  noah asked from his spot on seola’s couch with his head in her lap.  a lopsided grin was already breaking out across his face as he tangled their fingers together absentmindedly. he barely noticed what he was doing, he gave no thought to what his hands were doing as he looked up at her. only a few hours ago, noah had his ass handed to him. he’d admit it. he had originally walked into alpha that afternoon ready to wrestle lance and almost any member of tnt that could be there that day to the ground, and instead after a few hours of thrashing around long enough, donny walked in the room and practically dropped all six-foot-one of him onto the floor like he was dropping a sack of potatoes. but as soon as he remembered that seola was in the building that day, he had almost already forgotten about getting his ass kicked by the time he had gone to find her and offered to wait until she was done practicing to take her home. seola always seemed to have that affect on him; as soon as she popped into his mind there was practically nothing else that could get through to him.  “  i bet i could do it. and i’d look good, too. you know i would.  ”  」

[itsovcr]

「 @welcometothezungle​  」

–––––––「  “  dude, do you remember when he was going to come back to the night shifts?  ”   minseok asked, reaching across the mixing board for a fry that was still piping hot. the usual green-mohawked fry cook that he and hyosang would run into when they went out at nearly four in the morning hadn’t been there since the two had finished their enlistment.  “  it’s not the same without him yet.  ”  

                  no matter if anyone had hoped that the two best friends would grow out of their habits, coming back from the military seem to only make hyosang and minseok want to hole themselves up in the studio more whenever they got the chance. and they hadn’t been back long, but they’d already found plenty. yein was working late and any new employees at radioactive that had been hired while hyo and min were gone already had learn not to try to dissuade hyosang from bringing fish with him everywhere he went in the building – in both of their minds, there was no where else either of them needed to be that night. min looked back down at his handwriting scrawled across the pages his notebook, trying to piece together the one thing that their hook was missing.  “  what if we just dropped the hook completely? i could just do like forty bars in a row and that’d be the whole thing.  ”  」

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ofestars·:

                                                                     once  a  criminal     ,     always  a  criminal     .     the  famous  line  he  heard  over  and  over  again  during  a  decade  spent  behind  bars     .     he  saw  people  leave  with  a  mindset  of  never  coming  back     ,     but  most  of  them  returned  with  heavier  accusations  under  their  belt     .     it  was  a  cycle     ,     how  it  was  almost  impossible  to  find  a  job  when  your  name  was  forever  stained  with  a  record     .     sometimes  committing  crimes  wasn’t  a  choice     ,     but  their  only  option  to  survive   .     that     ,     however     ,     wasn’t  the  case  with  hangseon     .     after  meeting  them     ,     he  was  quick  to  learn  about  the  joy  money  brought     .     how  he  could  have  more  than  what  a  cashier  could  afford     .     expensive  clothes     ,     newest  technology  and  endless  chances  to  see  the  world     ,     only  an  idiot  would  say  no  to  an  offer  that  luxurious     .

the  moment  their  hotel  room  door  shut     ,     the  corners  of  his  mouth  curved     .     a  sign  of  relief     .     their  first  time  crossing  the  border     ,     traveling  to  a  country  full  of  the  unknown     .     a  five  star  hotel  with  all  of  it’s  spas  and  restaurants  waiting  for  the  couple  to  explore     .     ‘     we  made  it     .     ’     /     @itsovcr  based  on  this     .

–––––––「 dahye told herself that she was going to slow down. and she would, one day. she was only twenty - five and her memories were already a rolodex of hotel rooms that rivaled the size of mansions, mansions that rivaled palaces, powder left scattered across marble counters, sitting passenger side in cars she once only could practice pronouncing the name of – anything she wanted as long as she just went along for the ride. 

                she knew that since meeting hangseon, some of her old rules had practically thrown out their hotel room window. she didn’t get her hands dirty. she didn’t see guns. she didn’t see blood. she never left a trace anywhere. dahye blamed herself for getting involved with someone who always seemed to leave some sort of trail behind him with every move he made, no matter how faint it was. but she couldn’t understand it, dahye just couldn’t keep herself away. dayhe spread out across the bed slowly, letting her back arch against the sheets beneath her as hangseon spoke.   “   thank god,   ”   she let out, her gaze finally done moving across the room to glance back at her companion.   “  if we had gotten all this way only for the lady at the front desk to stop us, i think i would have started a riot myself.   ”   」

[lctata]

hey guys, i might be a little slow on replies for the next few days because i got cleared by the last of my doctors to go back to college on time for this semester !! i’ll still be around on mobile but i might not be able to be on the dash that much while i’m moving back in.

[itsovcr]

flightcrs:

❝ lead the way then, elsa. ❞

handholding. handholding was a good sign right? sure, zihao had always been the type to tug him around but- handholding on a date was progress. right?❝ it’s cold, ❞ he whined, mostly to rile up zihao and well– fuck, it was cold okay? ice rink in the dead of winter couldn’t possibly be the brightest idea but yijun wasn’t going to blame a pair of eight year olds for his own terrible life decision. 

so yijun gritted through his unusually low tolerance for pain, nudging zihao till he was forced to drag him along the rink for a lap. he grasped one of zihao’s hands with both of his, pushing him on with a faster, you sloth, as if he was putting in any effort at the moment. it wasn’t so bad, he decided, channeling his weight onto his right leg as he tried a simple leg lift. not so bad when zihao looked back at him with that puzzling mixture of fondness and exasperation. 

except his little party trick tripped him up, his right leg wobbling when they curved in for a turn. ❝ zihao, i don’t think–❞ it was a blur, how he was standing one second, skating through the air and falling flat on the ice, a soft but steady pain radiating from his hip bone to the rest of his body. and a presence, something physically settling on his body, draped like a warm weighted blanket– a warm weighted blanket that moved. ❝ shit, zihao, did you break your fall fine?❞ he laughed at the soft groan he got in response, wrapping a steady arm around zihao’s waist. he could take the weight for a while more, he decided. 

a slip of skin - zihao’s sweater had risen up slightly and the slight sliver of skin revealed to him drew him in. he let his palm mold around the other’s waist, his thumb slowly caressing smooth skin. ❝hey,❞ he nudged zihao with his nose, nuzzling slightly, ❝you’re okay right?❞

–––––––「  “  of course it’s cold, jun,  ”  he laughed, tugging the other boy along with him as he started to get more comfortable on the ice. zihao stole a glance at yijun as they rounded the first corner,  “  i’d offer you some of the rosé but i doubt that’ll make you skate any better.  ”  zihao didn’t realize what he had done at first, but he was grateful that he had somehow bit his tongue in time to stop himself from saying any straighter instead. whatever he and yijun were starting to share between them, something more than the years of friendship that they had but zihao had no more words to explain it with, it felt to zihao like it was so fragile it could shatter with even one misstep like that. 

                 with as hesitant as zihao had been to let himself continue holding onto yijun’s hand, he didn’t have much time to enjoy it at all before he was suddenly landing – hard – on top of the other boy who was now pinned between his body and the ice beneath them.  “  okay, that was not my fault,  ”  zihao started, laughter returning to his voice once the wind was no longer knocked out of him. but just as the biting cold of the ice was setting into his skin, zihao felt a new warmth when the other boy’s hand snuck beneath the fabric of his sweater once again. he took in a short gasp of air when the fingers started to slowly explore his exposed skin.  “  i, um, i’m okay.  ”  he stumbled over his words. why do you make this so much harder than it already is? he wondered, though any other questions to ask yijun were escaping him completely the more the other’s thumb started to trace patterns onto his hip.  “  i think it helped that you broke my fall, though,  ”  he went on, looking over at yijun though zihao made no move to acknowledge his actions. he couldn’t even reach to touch the other’s hand, or any part of him at all, as they lay there tangled together on the ice.  “  you, uh, you might have a pretty nasty bruise in the morning.  ”  」