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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT



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[aviophobia]

Just most of us.

[He settles down next to her, picking up his fork.]

Looks good.

[gotbottle]

Thank you. My mom taught me how, when I was a kid. I used to do a lot of the cooking.

[aviophobia]

Glad you kept the hang of it. These are great.

[gotbottle]

I'm glad you're enjoying them. It's the least I can do, after last night.

[Why yes, she's going to continue beating herself up about that.]

How are you feeling?

[aviophobia]

Darlin' -

[Sigh. Press lips together.]

Better, now that I've had some food. How about you?

[gotbottle]

Yeah, me too. Food always helps, I think. I might take a shower or a bath later, that helps me feel better, too.

[She pauses, watching him for a moment.]

...Okay, what. You were going to say something, come on, say it.

[aviophobia]

I was gonna say you don't need to beat yourself up for this. I got myself home fine. It's okay.

[gotbottle]

No, no-- I know, but. I just.

[She shrugs, poking at a pancake with her fork.]

I hate messing up. Especially when I was supposed to take care of somebody.

[aviophobia]

You didn't mess up. If you'd messed up, we wouldn't be eating pancakes. You'd probably be bailing my ass out of jail.

[gotbottle]

Well, I guess. I mean, if you're okay with it.

[She reaches over and touches his cheek.]

[aviophobia]

If I weren't okay with it, you wouldn't be here.

[He catches her hand.]

Trust me.

[gotbottle]

[She sighs, eyes searching his face. And then she nods. Her thumb traces his cheekbone.]

I do trust you.

[aviophobia]

Thank you. Now stop fretting and eat your damn pancakes; they'll help absorb the alcohol still in your system.

[gotbottle]

All right.

...If you wanted to come have a bath with me later, that'd be all right.

[aviophobia]

You scrub my back and I'll scrub yours?

[gotbottle]

[She laughs, softly.]

If you want, sure. Though a shower might work better for that.

[aviophobia]

Then what do you recommend for a bath?

[gotbottle]

[She shrugs again, setting down her fork.]

I didn't have any, like, real plans or anything. I thought maybe we could... I don't know. Just, like. Unwind and hold each other or something.

[aviophobia]

That sounds fine by me, darlin'.

[gotbottle]

Good, good. After breakfast, then. A bath'll probably go a long way toward making you feel better. Maybe some more sleep after that.

[aviophobia]

That sounds like a great day. Drunk sleep's not real rest.

[gotbottle]

Okay. Make sure you get enough to eat first. And leave the dishes, I'll get them later.

[aviophobia]

I'm not gonna let you do the dishes by yourself. I helped make the mess, I'm gonna help fix it.

[gotbottle]

No, I--

[The protest comes up out of habit, the words right there on the tip of her tongue. But she stops herself, biting her lip. He just fussed at her a minute ago over taking too much on. She's learning, slowly.]

No, you're right. We'll take care of them later. Together.

[aviophobia]

Thank you.

[He shakes his head at her.]

So how about that bath? Or was the nap first?