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Morning After || Holden and Tracy

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They normally woke around the same time, but today, Holden was up first.  The tattooed man was pretty unsurprised by that, though, given the evening they’d had.  He smiled fondly at his lover, gathering Tracy close and watching his boyfriend sleep.  It would never cease to amaze him that he’d managed to land someone as stunning as the man in his arms.  He smiled at Trace as the slighter man began to stir.  “Hey, Beautiful,” he murmured gently, “I was going to make you breakfast in bed, but I didn’t like the thought of you waking up alone.  How did you sleep?”

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Grey didn’t know why he was there in the diner. Just because some giant, curly-haired oaf--was calling him both giant and an oaf redundant?--texted him and told him he should come to dinner with him. He could have just said no, sure. But he didn’t. He said yes. And now he was sitting in a booth, waiting for the oaf to arrive, fidgeting anxiously and wringing his hands in his lap. {imaginary-muses}

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Me me me!

“Come on. Let’s do something fun. I’m so fucking bored.” Xander grinned at his friend, hoping to convince them to stop what they were doing. 

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...Baby One More Time || Ethan and Chandler

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Chandler got to work early, sneaking into his office so he could have some time alone to finish up the bookkeeping.  It had never been particularly easy for him, and he’d been especially distracted lately.  Hiring Ethan had been a marvelous idea, both for him and for the hotel, but it was occasionally difficult to concentrate when he could smell the other man’s cologne and hear him breathing.

He was able to finish his work fairly quickly and decided to relax for a bit while he was still not expected to be there, putting on his music and starting to sing and dance around the room.  He allowed himself to get lost in the music, dancing and singing as Britney’s “...Baby One More Time” came on.

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Wes & Jane TEXT || Closed

Wes: Hey.

Wes: I'm bored.

Wes: I hope you're not busy.

Wes: I'm not just texting because I'm bored. I just wanted to talk.

Wes: But you're probably busy. Sorry. Bye.

Wes: Oh...It's Wes, BTW.

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pft never deprive the world of that face

PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT

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A buck fifty in pennies for Angel from Chele. XD

Angel stared at his best friend for a bit, contemplating what he’d do for such a shitty bid.  Eventually, he decided to pick her up and stick her on B’s lap, wishing him luck.

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$500 for Damon (Carter stole everyone's tips for like a month.)

Damon was exceedingly uncomfortable at this…event.  He didn’t understand why his department would require such a thing of its faculty.  New York truly was a strange place.  

His eyes widened at his lover’s bid, simultaneously relieved that he was going home with the only person he had any interest in and wary as to how the younger man had acquired such a sum.

As Carter’s reward for rescuing him (some plastic surgery-ridden socialite had bid $450 for him, disgustingly enough), Damon took his love out on a date to their favorite restaurant (without the brat) and then home to their apartment, where he proceeded to ravish the younger man against as many surfaces as they could manage, eventually collapsing to their bed from exhaustion.