Blink, blink, blink goes the little red light. Young monsieur Valeri is looking quizzically down at the card key that generally grants access to his room in the Trans, turning it over and over to make sure he hadn’t accidentally used a credit card or an SWP access card
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She's not hurt, so she looks up to see who's hugging her, and smiles when she sees who it is.
"Did you have one too many beers tonight?"
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"I'm really sorry. I should've payed attention to where I was--"
He says so with his head hung, doing his best to avoid eye-contact in this position. That would be far too awkward. Straightening up so that he's not laying over the unfortunate stranger, he finds himself listening to a familiar voice.
"--Nancy?"
Forgetting that he's virtually straddling her, he grins.
"I haven't been drinking."
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"Oh really? You could have fooled me. I encounter a lot of drunks where I work and usually the first sign of being drunk is tripping over your own feet and hugging people who could be strangers."
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With a teasing, crooked grin he wiggles against her and then makes his way to his feet. Once properly up, he leans forward and offer his hand to her.
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