tfln.

[bababooey]

tfln. you know what to do.

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[mylawn]

Someone is going to trip over you. Then what?

[chr0n0]

Then we can cuddle.

[mylawn]

Didn't think this through, huh?

[chr0n0]

Not one bit.

[mylawn]

You need someone to help you either up or down the stairs.

[probably that's. not a question.]

[chr0n0]

If you are offering, come get me.

[mylawn]

Which stairs? I'm not checking the entire base for you.

[chr0n0]

East stairwell

.....5th floor

[mylawn]

[You're making him climb all of these stairs. Okay. That's fine. Everything is fine. Just give him a minute.

When he does show up, he looks entirely unimpressed (so, how he always looks), though it is of course difficult to tell under the visor. He's just gonna. Nudge her with his boot. Time to wake up.]

[chr0n0]

[Oh Soldier, you are so kind to her....though she has fallen asleep by the time he shows up. She looks up when she's nudged.]

Five more minutes....

[Wave of a hand, but she's sitting up anyway.]

You really came...?

[mylawn]

[He really came. He is secretly nice, I guess. Only secretly, though, because he's standing over her with his arms folded.]

Said I would.

[If this turns into, like, him tucking her in, then maybe he'll reconsider, but for now, here he is.]

[chr0n0]

[Jack was nice too wasn't he? But we all know that big secret is still under wraps. She's not as dumb as she seems though.]

Help me up.

[Grabby hands, she'll need at least a strong arm to hold on to, you got that don't you Soldier?]

[mylawn]

[He wordlessly extends a hand, letting her grasp it and put as much weight on it as she likes. 76 is being patient tonight, apparently, waiting for her to climb to her feet. To his credit, he's exceedingly stable.]

You drank too much.

JFC my html fail, so sorry.

[chr0n0]

[She laughs a little as she stands, stumbling and grabbing his forearm and hand.]

Happy hour~

[She frowns and sighs, dragging a hand lazily down her own face.]

You're right, I did....

it is all good

[mylawn]

[He won't chastise her any further than that, at least. 76 waits patiently for her to gain her bearings, hand dragging down face included.]

Upstairs or downstairs?

[chr0n0]

[She's sure he's had drunken nights too...But she's considering leaning against the wall, it looks pretty comfortable. Or maybe the stairwell railing.]

Up...my room is on the 7th floor...

[mylawn]

[Many drunken nights, most likely. Is he going to tell her about them? Probably not. What is important now is making sure that she gets up the steps. Two flights is totally doable.]

Come on.

[He starts slow, letting her set the pace, keeping an eye on how she picks up her feet so that she doesn't trip on the steps.]

Up you go.