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"Too bad for them," I slurred. "It's ours now."

2015-11-16 09:38:48

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"Are you drunk?" She giggled.

2015-11-16 09:39:50

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My Swedish accent slipped through. "No way, I have the highestest of tolerances."

2015-11-16 09:41:48

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She giggled once more. "Come on. We can't hang out here." She moved away from him and got out of the water, one hand on his to help him out, and another one on her empty bottle to throw away on the way out.

2015-11-16 09:43:03

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I grabbed her hand and my bottle. "Why not a little longer?"

2015-11-16 09:44:01

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"Because people are jerks." She pulled him out.

2015-11-16 09:44:43

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"Yes we are." I let myself be pulled onto the concrete, spinning the bottle in my other hand. "Y'know, swimsuits are basically fancy underwear."

2015-11-16 09:46:02

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"Yeah, but people consent to letting over people see them." She guided him towards the exit, throwing out both their bottles as they left.

2015-11-16 09:47:11

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"Are you consenting?"

2015-11-16 09:47:49

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"Yes."

2015-11-16 09:48:32

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"Because I'm consenting."

2015-11-16 09:49:33

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"I know. I came with you."

2015-11-16 09:50:14

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"I'm /really/ consenting. ...my wallet's back there."

2015-11-16 09:50:49

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She paused and let go of his hand. "Go get it. Just be quick."

2015-11-16 09:51:54

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I jogged back, earning a couple glares, and scooped up our clothes and my wallet. I almost slipped on the way back, but caught myself on a handrail cleverly shaped like a chair. "It's fine. 'M good." I pushed myself up again and caught up with her, taking her hand again.

2015-11-16 09:53:45

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She held his hand once he caught up. "Good." she started towards the room again.

2015-11-16 09:55:36

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Once we were back in the halls, I yawned and tried to trace the weird pattern of the carpet with my eyes. "Vines....are the weirdest floor pattern..." I sang quietly to myself.

2015-11-16 09:58:42

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"A lot of hotels have them though." She occasionally looked back to him every once in a while to make sure he wasn't tripping over everything. There, the elevator. She pushed the button.

2015-11-16 09:59:56

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"They're still /weird/." I stumbled inside and pulled my foot inside before the doors could close on it. I whistled along to the elevator music for a few seconds before looking at her. "Hey."

2015-11-16 10:04:09

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She pushed the button and the doors closed. She looked to him. "Yes?"

2015-11-16 10:04:59

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"First up on my bucket list:" I bent down and kissed her.

2015-11-16 10:06:02

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Oh. Well. This was one way to confess to her. She didn't kiss back. She didn't push him away. She froze in her place.

2015-11-16 10:06:54

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I smiled a little and pulled away, straightening up. She didn't punch me.

2015-11-16 10:09:16

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She just turned away, and the elevator doors opened. She guided him out of the elevator and towards their room.

2015-11-16 10:11:39

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Ren asked me again, though I was much more awake this time. "Can we all date Ivory??" "...../all/?" "Well, just us. And Zane. Probably. What d'you think of polyamority, does that sound nice?" Jackson told me what that was before, and honestly, from his description, I think I /am/ polyamorous. "....I don't see why it wouldn't. But did you actually ask her?" "Yep! She told me to ask you." "Wait, when did you become romantically interested?" "Uhhh..." They giggled. "Secreeeet~" "....sure. Well, I mean, it sounds nice in theory, but...." "But what? But what, Plushie?" "....that, for one. Please stop calling me that." "But you're so soft an' squishy!" "I'm not, nor do I want to be. Call me Seculus, some derivative of that that isn't 'Sucky', or nothing at all." "Okay, Sexy." "Wha--no." "But it isn't Sucky." "Still, no. ....I suppose? But Madison already feels like a metaphorical third wheel, that would make him feel terrible." "Do I look like I care?" "I'm not sure you ever do. But we have to be considerate of others' feelings." "If he wants that, he's a hypocrite. Let's date Ivory." I sighed. "...I'll ask her myself." "Yay~!"

2015-11-16 10:18:46