OOM: Out

[latino_menace]

X was less than gracious when she released him and that's still annoying him as he heads up the stairs. But by the time he's reached Fi's room, he's let it go (or at least put it away for a while). There are more important things to think of, like making up for three weeks of incarceration or incapacity. And washing that damn place off him.

He bangs on the door hard. She wasn't downstairs (he checked) so she must be up here.

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[justcallmefee]

She stretches again, leaning across him to stub out the cigarette.

"I like this plan and am proud to be a part of it," she whispers, nestling down next to him.

[latino_menace]

'Well, then that's what we'll do.'

And no doubt end up against a wall anyway but hopefully only when they've had their fill on the dancefloor.

'What time is it? Morning yet?'

Doesn't matter really, he's going back to sleep either way.

[justcallmefee]

"Dunno," she murmurs, kissing his chest, pulling his arm around her. "Don't care."

It's clearly cuddling time.

[latino_menace]

'Mmmm.'

He stubs his cigarette out and pulls the covers over them, getting comfortable with his arms around her.

'I'm sleeping in tomorrow. So are you.'

So there.

[justcallmefee]

She nestles close against his chest, oblivious to the jewels around her neck, still drifting on the cloud this night has put her on.

She takes a deep breath and lets it out in a slow, contented sigh.

[latino_menace]

He feels them pressed against him and utters a small laugh.

'You break 'em, you pay for 'em,' he mutters sleepily, and starts to drift off in earnest.

She makes sleeping a very comfortable affair. And if she wants to sleep in diamonds, he's not about to say she shouldn't.