Date: 2019-10-21 06:58 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] polyapathy
You're damn right. That was far from the first box I've kicked.

[It's her signature move. And as to his question:]

If it'll make you feel better.

[But she pats his chest and slides out of bed.]

I'd better let Tonbo know where I'll be. He's a worrier. Where's your clamshell? I'll let myself back in.

Date: 2019-10-21 07:08 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] polyapathy
Over and out.

[She slips on her shoes and turns to leave, but pauses in the doorway to shoot him a very serious glare.]

And if I come back to find you horizontal anywhere but the bed, so help me god, I will fight you.

[She holds up a finger.]

Don't fucking test me, Haymitch.

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