#elle002

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@elledadams​

“Guess you ain’t workin’ today, eh?’ he asks, seeing Elle from somewhere beyond the back of Mama Kay’s cooking up some of the food that was heading out into the restaurant. Seth was stopping by the coffee shop to grab a drink before he went to the Dive for the night, knowing that it would be extremely busy on a holiday weekend. “‘S weird bein’ able to see the lower half of you. Ain’t a counter blockin’ you,” he comments with a smirk, quirking an eyebrow at her. “You got plans or somethin’?”

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          as it turns out, eleanor was incredibly hard to coax to sleep than he had anticipated. usually, when one is high, it’s almost hard not to fall asleep. but of course, this was not the case for elle. clumsy and honest and inebriated, it was near impossible to get her back to somewhere at least cushioned where she could fall asleep. finally, though, he’d given up, halfway into her crying about how “WHALES HAVE FEELINGS TOO, MUNDUNGUS !! WHAT IF THEY WANT TO ACQUIRE THE WEED ??” and lowered himself to the floor, where he fell asleep with his shoulderblades pressing into the hardwood. there had been quite a few mornings when the ravenclaw had woken up to a rather unpleasant circumstance, but none had ever involved a scream that might as well have been bloody murder, or eleanor greengrass shooting up and subsequently kicking him in the rubs. “FUCK,” he exclaimed, curling into himself in pain. “good fucking morning.”

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