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Partying with Cristoff and Eva was fun, but exhausting. I lost count how many hurricanes we had, but on our way back to the hotel, someone spilled their drinks on Yuffie and me. I can't remember if Eva threatened to kill someone because of our clothes being ruined or if she was cracking up that we didn't move out of the way fast enough
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*sits up quickly and rubs his eyes, checking ot see if he's still asleep. Looks at Evan and is not happy that here's still there*
This is proof that there is no God.
And dude, this is my bed. Not yours. Do explaining now please?
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Heh it is your room.
My God, Yuffie, you took advantage of me in my drunken state?
*tilts his head*
Since I can't remember anything past the drinks getting spilled on us when we were leaving the bar, tell me this, you a top or a bottom?
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*hisses at him, eyes flashing with anger* Oh shut up now.
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*arches an eyebrow*
What? I'm just trying to figure out what happened last night?
You feel like you had the best sex of your life? Cause if not? Nothing happened.
*grins wickedly*
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Yuffie? Nothing happened. I'm still wearing the leather pants and trust me, as drunk as I was? I wouldn't have gotten them off and then put them back on.
I'm just fucking with you.
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*tosses a shirt for Evan to put on at him really hard* Jackass.
Mind telling me why you were in my bed then?
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*slips the shirt on, runs his fingers through his messed up hair*
Maybe something was wrong with my room? Maybe I was so fucking tired, I just fell into your bed. Dunno.
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