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[ Uh huh. ]

Do I have to? I really don't feel like moving right now. How about you bring it to me and then we'll see how it goes. This bed is great, you should try it out.

The water is right here in my hand. [ As she sits down on the bed next to him, running her free hand up and down his back. ] If you sit up you can drink some and go to sleep. The bed does look pretty comfy, yeah.

[ petting him probably isn't going to make him want to

oh okay he's rolling over and propping himself up a little bit wow it sort of worked ]

Okay. Right, the deal. That was the deal, right? We made a deal?

That was the deal, yes. It's a great deal.

[ She is a Tony-whisperer, she knows how to do this, holding the glass near his face. He can choose to hold it himself or she'll help him out there, whichever one works. ] And then we'll just curl up and sleep, it'll be good.

[ He doesn't really take the glass from her in as much as he just puts his hand over hers on the glass and then shifts both his body and the glass until he can drink from it. It's a slightly odd way to do it, but they should probably both be happy he isn't spilling it everywhere. Drinking it too fast, probably, but not spilling it. ]

[ That works too, and she holds it as steady as she can so that nothing gets spilled, waits until he's finished and then sets it on the side table and smiles at him. ] Okay. I'm all done making you do things.

[ He flops dramatically back onto the bed with a happy sigh then because yaaaaaay. He curls back around the pillow for a few seconds before opening one eye to look at her and pat the space in front of him. ]

[ She's just watching him with a fond smile on her face when he opens that one eye. ] Just a second. [ She doesn't really feel like wearing jeans to bed, so she's just going to stand up and strip out of those before sliding into the space he'd indicated, pulling his arm around her. ] Feeling okay?

[ He's totally wearing jeans to bed. It's not something he really thought about, and it's not like he won't have bigger problems in the morning anyway. But he's happy with her there, lets her pull his arm around her and then uses it to tug her close to his chest. ] I feel great. How do you feel?

[ He's too drunk to really care about that, and she's pretty aware of that. But yeah, she's just going to lean back against him and close her eyes, smiling at the warmth of him and the edges of the reactor she can feel pressed between her shoulderblades. It's comforting. ] I'm pretty good. You're warm.

It's 'cos I'm so hot. [ Yes he is pleased with himself for that. ] So are you. My favorite thing to hold onto.

[ Oh god, the pride in his voice is kind of hilarious, she's just laughing silently in his arms because that's so beautiful and so funny. ] That's really lucky, because I happen to really enjoy you holding onto me.

[ He doesn't even care that she's laughing - he just smiles and keeps holding her close. ] Good. We can both be happy then.

[ God, this is just. He's super drunk, and he's going to be really hungover in the morning and that's going to be fun, or not really much, but right now is pretty much perfect. She can practically feel his smile, can definitely feel his arm secure around her and the way that they fit together and the fact that they're both quite ridiculously happy right now. ] Sounds like a pretty good plan. I'm always in favor of plans with happiness. [ Lacing her fingers through his and bringing their joined hands up for a moment to kiss his hand, because she'll probably always be better at the physical signs than the verbal. ] You are totally hot.

[ He is totally so super drunk. He's going to hate all of this in the morning, for so many reasons.

But right now he is, indeed, happy. With her, and he's okay with that. ] You're just saying that now because I said it. That I'm hot.

[ He can hate everything in the morning, that's totally fine. She's still going to remember this, and the way his voice sounds right now and exactly how amusing the whole thing was.

And how nice. ] Yes, because I'm agreeing with your previous statement. I wanted to make sure you knew I agreed.

You're still here. Of course you agree. [ He's... probably not going to remember this except in bits and pieces, which is probably a better idea, at least at first. ]

[ She's okay with that too, because she's been being unabashedly and really openly fond and that generally feels weird. ] Mmm, yes, you're so smart. Totally nailed why I'm still here.

I am really, really smart. And really, really good at nailing things. And I mean that really suggestively.

I could tell it was suggestive, actually. It was really suggestive, I liked it. Appreciated it, even. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't really, really good at nailing things.

Oh good. You'd probably spend more money on toys.

We can always do that too, if you want.

Can we? [ Is it bad that he reacts to toys basically like a... dog. Rife with entendres, that whole sentence. ] We should do that too. Not that I don't... [ What was he saying. ] Not that I don't love what we do.

[ She doesn't think it's bad at all. ] It's always fun changing things up, of course we can. Did you have anything specific in mind, or is that just an expression of general desire?

If I did have anything specific in mind I've already forgotten it or just can't really access the information right now for reasons. So I'm good calling it general desired expression.

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i opened this and almost laughed again but couldn't have explained it out loud so i didn't

lmao yesssssssssssssss

yes good you totally succeeded

\o/

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