April Fool's

Apr 01, 2009 22:41

Every morning, when Eden wakes up, she automatically glances at the cuff on her wrist, which, more often than not, is the only thing she sleeps in, these days. April 1st. Another month, and she'll have been here for a year. Another month, and she'll have been sharing a bed with Babe for six. They end up at the homestead less and less. There's ( Read more... )

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yo_babe April 2 2009, 01:51:29 UTC
Babe's slept the entire night. It's becoming more and more common for him to just sleep without any dreams plaguing him, and maybe it's 'cause he knows that the next morning he'll wake up next to Eden with the damn pig hoofing at the door to be let out. He's not awake yet, not fully anyway, but he can feel her breath dusting across the shell of his ear and it makes him hum. It ain't an answer until he wakes up, slowly, still sticky and groggy, his tongue dry.

He rubs his lips together and tries to stay in the sleep that still pulls at him, but he's gonna have to pee soon and he knows it. Hasn't this happened before and there were Valentine's decorations everywhere? What's that mean today is? The thought wakes him up. His eyes blink a few times and he presses his forearm over them, groanin'. "Uh-huh," he finally answers just before his mouth opens in a loud yawn.

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gotacigarette April 2 2009, 02:04:07 UTC
When he shifts, Eden shifts with him, tucking her bare body in against the side of his, resting her head against his shoulder, hand pressed against his hip.

"You've started snoring," she points out, stifling a yawn. "Every night this week."

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yo_babe April 2 2009, 14:03:35 UTC
Now Eden snores, too, but that's one of them old debates between men and women that Babe's seen cute couples have at the dinner table. So what's he to do but deny? "I don't snore," he insists sleepily, and he also doesn't drool.

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gotacigarette April 2 2009, 14:07:14 UTC
"Yes, you bloody do," says Eden. There's a plan formulating, quietly, but she needs a few more minutes waking up time first. She idly smooths her fingers against Babe's bare chest, already itching for a cigarette.

"And I'm not sure who's more untidy, you or the pig."

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