Cherubplay

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"Shit. Was it really that strong? Well, I guess it must've been, I didn't even have that much. And they're alright?"

2015-06-22 09:24:38

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"Yeah. They'll be fine. You, on the other hand, need to get that dye out of your hair."

2015-06-22 09:25:29

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"Yyyyeah, probably." He slowly stood up, wincing, and slowly shuffled his way towards the bathroom for a shower.

2015-06-22 09:30:49

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"Be careful, and use hot water. It'll help." She spoke to him as he made his way to the bathroom.

2015-06-22 09:31:41

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He scrubbed at his hair for a solid fifteen minutes under steaming water, but there were patches that had actually set in pretty well. And by pretty well he meant oh shit these weren't coming out.

When he finally gave up on that he got out and threw a t-shirt and sweats on, head still dully throbbing and spattered with patches and streaks of different shades of green. He did not look to be in the best of moods.

2015-06-22 09:38:04

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Once he returned he- looked even worse. "Here." She stood in front of him and pulled off her hoodie. "Put it on. It'll cover up the worst of it."

2015-06-22 09:40:06

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He blinked in surprise. "Don't you need this though?"

2015-06-22 09:42:55

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"You need it more than I do." And that she won't be needing this anymore. Not after today.

2015-06-22 09:43:25

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....well, technically she wouldn't be going outside much, so in a way that was true. "......thanks. I'll get it back to you once I find another solution." He pulled it on and pulled up the hood, taking a deep breath. ...it smelled like her. With a hint of blood, not hers. It was nice.

2015-06-22 09:47:09

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"Good. It fits you well enough as well, so it doesn't seem too out of place." She smiled softly at him.

2015-06-22 09:48:28

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"Yeah." He reached over and hugged her. Now he was surrounded by her smell. "...you were okay last night too, right? Nobody tried to get you to play Russian roulette or down a bottle of drink?"

2015-06-22 09:52:06

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She returned the hug. "I am fine. Perfectly fine. I'm pretty sure I was the only one sober as well."

2015-06-22 09:55:00

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He laughed a little and winced. "Wow. No soda for you, huh? Did you guess or did you just not want any?"

2015-06-22 09:56:17

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"Didn't want any. Then when everyone was drunk I guessed."

2015-06-22 09:57:33

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"Lucky. But I guess you did have to deal with the aftermath."

2015-06-22 10:00:22

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"Well I kinda do. I don't mind taking care of everyone though."

2015-06-22 10:00:49

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"You should've been a nurse. That would've solved the fresh blood problem from earlier too."

2015-06-22 10:01:43

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"But it wouldn't solve the patients mysteriously dying." She pointed out.

2015-06-22 18:17:33

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"People can be allergic to anesthetics. It's not /that/ uncommon."

2015-06-22 22:38:30

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"Then I'd be fired, and here I'd be again....actually though." She moved some hair out of her face. "At one point I tried becoming an artist. Didn't work out well."

2015-06-22 22:42:36

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"Really? Like, painting? I bet your stuff looked really nice."

2015-06-22 22:43:15

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"Painting and drawing. Most of it was just personal stuff that I did in France when Spyders was out doing whatever."

2015-06-22 22:44:09

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"Do you still have any?"

2015-06-22 22:47:57

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"If Dameien hasn't taken them from my closet, I should have a few at my home still."

2015-06-22 22:48:52

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"Oh, cool. Maybe you can show me later."

2015-06-22 22:49:29