Room 407; Saturday Evening [ 04/04 ].

Apr 04, 2009 19:41

So, he'd done some research and played messenger-boy, and then went and researched some more, so Cal figured he'd covered enough bases that, if he wanted to go back to his room, no one would give him crap about it ( Read more... )

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swipedthatfoot April 5 2009, 00:38:33 UTC
Claire had smoked a lot of pot and gone back to her room, napped, had a shower, and was feeling ... not okay. But not not okay.

Okay enough to go check on Cal, anyhow, which was what she was doing. She roamed into the room uninvited and stood near the bed. "I hate this a lot."

It worked for hi, kind of.

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not_a_mused April 5 2009, 00:41:19 UTC
Kind of. Cal tilted his head a little, shifting his eyes away from the ceiling and toward Claire. "All the zombie stuff?" he asked, as if she could be talking about anything else.

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swipedthatfoot April 5 2009, 00:49:20 UTC
"Yeah," she said, flopping down beside him. "I'm so not the fighty type. Are you okay?"

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not_a_mused April 5 2009, 00:54:42 UTC
Cal nodded, shifting, letting his arm fall out and open to invite her to into a nice lazy cuddle. "Mmhm," he said.

Perhaps too okay, really.

"Helped out in the library a little."

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