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"Hnngh..." Not really an answer, but he was still sleepy. He looked dazedly up at her and smiled a little. "F'ne, how're you feelin'?"

2015-05-29 05:28:35

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She couldn't help but smile back at him. "Better. Though you do not need to bite so much. I mean what would your mother think?" This was intended to be a joke.

2015-05-29 05:34:05

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"She'd try to r'member where she hid th' chainsaw." He rubbed some warmth back into his face.

2015-05-29 05:35:40

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She giggled. "Exactly. And your constant nipping at my neck will only make everyone and /their/ mother figure out what's been going on, or is that your goal in life?"

2015-05-29 05:39:06

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"It's what I've been goin' for. Nah, no one suspects anything yet."

2015-05-29 05:47:42

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"Yet." She repeated. "Though you are starting to work your magic on me, I must admit.I do enjoy feeding off you more than I thought I would."

2015-05-29 05:54:41

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"Did you think it'd be a horrible traumatizing experience? Yep, that's me, laying on the ol' Paxaro charm." He smoothed his hair back in an exaggerated motion.

2015-05-29 05:58:00

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"No...well, maybe....Possibly? Either way, your charm is what just draws me in more. I think it's working a little /too/ well."

2015-05-29 06:02:48

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"There's no such thing. I can't turn it off, sorry."

2015-05-29 06:04:13

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"Damn. What are you going to do when I can't stay away, then?"

2015-05-29 06:04:57

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"I'll cross that bridge when I come to it."

2015-05-29 06:07:43

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"Be careful, procrastination may be your worst enemy. "

2015-05-29 06:09:30

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"In that case, I'll get right on solving that problem. Not that it's even a problem."

2015-05-29 06:10:50

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She gently ran the fingers of her free hand through his hair. "I'm sure it will be. I can be quite bothersome sometimes."

2015-05-29 06:11:51

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"Nah, not right now you're not." He sat up on the couch and smoothed down his t-shirt with a grin, giving her a peck on the lips.

2015-05-29 06:14:06

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"Hmmm, you do have a point there." She returned his small kiss and withdrew the hoodie. Looks like no more blood. He should be fine.

2015-05-29 06:16:29

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I wasn't sure what to do with this new information. I felt like I should tell someone, but who was there to tell? A person who could help me put up preventative measures against darling getting Terezi to turn him would be preferable. But most that I knew with this sort of knowledge would interfere almost immediately...

...alright, I'll tell Zane. He can be a bit interfering, but who am I to talk, and besides, it always turns out for the best when he does. But first I needed to have an actual meal instead of assorted fruits. It was relatively late, he would be on his shift right now, as would, now that I thought about it, that particular round of staff at IHOP. The thought of going for a free meal made me feel slightly guilty, but the cigarette-smoking waiter's warnings had ominously come true. Maybe I could talk to him about it...

The restaurant wasn't as empty as I'd first suspected, but relatively so nonetheless, and I was seated quickly. The rest of the patrons ate and left quickly, though. Places to be, I suppose. Or maybe they'd been asked for my sake, judging by the looks the staff were giving each other. I dearly hoped this wasn't the case.

2015-05-29 15:27:22

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"Hey yo Blunt, this gay asshole is taking her break!" A grey haired female waitress called to the kitchen as she poured herself a cup of coffee. Ah yes, caffeine. She needed it. Her fingers wrapped around the handle, being careful that she did not break off one her fake black painted nails. She just got these dammit!

Lily took her cup and sat down at one of the empty tables by the kitchen. Her naturally grey hair against her pale skin is probably what stood her out most from the crowd. Yeah, she dyed it different colors, but she was over the phase and was now just letting it grow out. Even if someone suspected her being the oldest one here. Which is far from true. She was only twenty four. That isn't /too/ old.

At least she wasn't as old as her best friend. Now THAT's old! Ha! She teased her friend for it all the time.

Speaking of her best friend, Lily was messing with the black pendent necklace that was given to her. It wasn't anything too fancy, and it stood out against the blue apron she was required to wear. The night manager /was/ more lenient in dress code, but there had to be "some standard" apparently. Ugh, might was well make her dance and sing too. No, don't mention that. They'd probably make her do it.

2015-05-29 16:09:29

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"Fine. Just don't make a mess." The stubbly, dark-haired middle-aged man wiped his hands off with a towel and looked around the restaurant. It wasn't as if they needed her on task right now anyway. Oh, wait, there was one person here. The suicidal guy, here without his girlfriend this time. That probably wasn't a good sign. Blunt picked up his order pad and was about to go over when there was a crash from the kitchen and he let out a long sigh. Yeah. He was used to this. It was late, people stopped being professional and in some cases lucid. Something had been broken, as was inevitable. "Can you get the customer first? I need to take care of this mess. And please, be thoughtful, for just /one/ customer."

2015-05-29 16:17:41

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"Ugh, fine. You're working me to death here. And you want me to be nice? I'll ask him his views on me getting married and treat him accordingly!" She called back before standing. She dug her own pad and pen out the pocket of her black jeans. This guy can honestly be /so/ demanding sometimes. Well, not really, but at least she pretends he does.

Her heels clicked as she approached over to the table of a brown haired male. She clicked her pen before taking it from behind her ear. A smile spread across er dark colored lips, bringing out her silver labret piercing that much more.

"What can I get you, dear? " She asked the only customer in this entire restaurant, brushing some grey hair out of her face. Another reason why she loved working the night shift, the place was dead! Free money!

2015-05-29 16:26:50

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I stopped tugging on my blonde sidelock and looked up. Oh, it wasn't the cigarette waiter. That was probably good. She looked a bit odd, but I have no right to judge. "Um...strawberry and cream pancakes, please," I said, pointing at the menu. It was what we'd gotten last time, and it certainly was good. Also, they might've been out of toppings for everything but that again. I wasn't sure how this place operated.

2015-05-29 16:31:52

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"Sure thing, and to drink?" She asked as she scribbled down 'agrees that Blunt is getting old!' next to his order. Of course, he would know that it was all Lily, but why not have some fun. Once more, it was late. Who cares? The manager? Fire her! She'll take her next paychecks in cash please.

2015-05-29 16:34:43

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"....hot chocolate. If you wouldn't mind." Because why not. That sounded nice right now. And it was my own money...

2015-05-31 07:27:11

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"Of course." Also next to this order she wrote 'probably could shove Blunt in a locker as well'. She then headed back to the kitchen and placed the order on the counter whatever. "Here you go, oldie." She spoke before going back to her coffee.

2015-05-31 10:58:31

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After cleaning up the mess, he took the order and raised an eyebrow. ...Lily, if you're going to do something like this, at least try to be convincing. That guy definitely couldn't shove him in a locker, and why a locker anyway? ...eh. Whatever. He passed it back to the kitchen staff and a couple sniggered over it -- you too, really? -- before getting started on the food.

2015-05-31 18:33:10