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#048 - sour slackerspice August 2 2012, 19:55:53 UTC
When Loki literally flopped into bed that night, it meant today had been… interesting.

Farley set his book down. “That good?”

Loki grumbled into the blankets.

“Like performing surgery on a man made of gelatin…”

He rolled over, dispelled his armor, and chucked his staff away from the bed.

“On a trampoline…”

Groaning, he stood, and yanked the covers back.

“During a large-scale earthquake.”

He sprawled back into bed.

“That good…” Farley tugged the sheets back up. “Want some tea?”

Loki smiled fondly, even with his face half-buried into their pillows. “Not unless you have a funnel.”

“Goodnight, Loki.”

“Mmphmm.”

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