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the TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT meme

one ➝ post with your character and their name/canon/pref in the subject.
two ➝ either post with a tfln or just wait for someone.

three ➝ respond to people's texts or tag them with your own.

four ➝ fun time for all!

She sighed.

"Sleep," he said and then kissed her temple.

She rolled her eyes and then closed them.

Eames rolled back onto his side to face her and draped his arm around her waist.

She just tried to fall asleep.

He kissed the back of her head. "If you don't want me to fuck him, just say so."

"Do whatever you want," she mumbled stubbornly.

"We both know how that'll work out," he said.

"You obviously want to fuck him, so I'm not going to stop you," she said. "You have your own...thing that works for you. I just got in the way."

"Would you like to join in?" He asked..

"No," she said and shook her head emphatically. "I know you guys don't give a shit, but Arthur hurt me and he doesn't even deserve to look at me."

He sighed and tightened his arm around her.

"I don't want to talk about this any more," she said, getting upset. "Either do it or don't, I don't want to know."

"Alright, alright," he said and then whispered, "I love you."

"Yeah, so does Arthur still apparently," she said with a snort. A fat lot love seems to matter.

"What do you mean?" He asked."did you talk to Arthur?"

"I texted him instead of you by accident today," she said.

"Ah. I see," he said quietly.

"Yeah."

"I'm sure you don't want to talk about it," he said.

"You can read it yourself," she said.

He nodded against her head.

She was quiet.

"I love you," he whispered.

"Love you too," she mumbled.